I felt this squishy, gooey thing. I pull out my hand and there's this almost disintegrated old orange in my hand!
that reminds me, I have a couple of oranges in my fridge I need to finish off.
One day when I was unemployed and living in a house with some guys, I decided to make myself useful and deal with a pile of dirty dishes that was next to the sink. I cleaned them all, but at the bottom I found a tupperware container. In it was something that was once some kind of meat. I just took the whole thing outside and threw it away.
Then there was the time that one of my housemates left some (cooked) rice out. And again, I was cleaning the kitchen (note; I am not a particularly clean sort of person) and asked him if he wanted me to throw it out. He said he was going to use it for something. So I left it. A few weeks later, it was still there. So I tossed it.
This guy is the same guy who;
saved drippings from a rabbit he was cooking to make candles.
Actually hid dirty dishes OUTSIDE rather than clean them.
Saved meat broth ON THE STOVETOP to make soup...WEEKS LATER (my other housemate came home and was asked by him 'what are the symptoms of botulism?')
Cut his hair so that the back of his head matched the front...complete with beard, moustache, and eyebrows.
He now has his PhD in theoretical physics, and is working at CERN. I can only imagine the horror of the French-Swiss.
