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cleaning out the refrigerator the hot kitchen the underside of my ******* collect moisture and everything smells like salsa. and pickles. and raspberry scented dishsoap. crusty yellow nasty **** caked on the glass shelves it won't come off, even after a long soak I scrape it off with a razor blade I took out all the eggs, the garlic, containers of cooked wild rice, store bought broccoli cheese soup the butter or margarine or rat poison or whatever it is I'd never touch it. The jar of homemade canned sweet pears from when my mom's brother had an excellent harvest two years ago. there's a small circle of browning black mold floating on top. four cans of Thirster brand orange juice, only 80 calories per serving! puddles of nasty gray hardened sticky gunk i don't know what it is. or what it used to be. Then the drawers of vegetables the browning lettuce the dirt covered mold covered unopened bag of broccoli and cauliflower 5 red peppers squishy in some places The shelves all come out. wash with warm soapy water i wipe the sweat off my face with the dry part of my arm I put everything back in its place. All clean. Now my refrigerator has lost all its character
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Jan 5, 2012
Jan 5, 2012 at 7:44 PM UTC
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cleaning out the refrigerator the hot kitchen the underside of my ******* collect moisture and everything smells like salsa. and pickles. and raspberry scented dishsoap. crusty yellow nasty **** caked on the glass shelves it won't come off, even after a long soak I scrape it off with a razor blade I took out all the eggs, the garlic, containers of cooked wild rice, store bought broccoli cheese soup the butter or margarine or rat poison or whatever it is I'd never touch it. The jar of homemade canned sweet pears from when my mom's brother had an excellent harvest two years ago. there's a small circle of browning black mold floating on top. four cans of Thirster brand orange juice, only 80 calories per serving! puddles of nasty gray hardened sticky gunk i don't know what it is. or what it used to be. Then the drawers of vegetables the browning lettuce the dirt covered mold covered unopened bag of broccoli and cauliflower 5 red peppers squishy in some places The shelves all come out. wash with warm soapy water i wipe the sweat off my face with the dry part of my arm I put everything back in its place. All clean. Now my refrigerator has lost all its character
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Jan 5, 2012
Jan 5, 2012 at 7:44 PM UTC
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