I drank spoiled milk

Serves you right for having health food in the fridge..
I'm not too sure about the breakdown process of milk but usually all the nasties that make you sick can't survive at fridge temperature. You'll still feel sick but it's prob a mental thing. Have you ever tried coco pops with a scoop of decent choc ice cream instead of milk? Hope you feel better

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by twosmokingbarre [/i]
[B]I woke up barely awake. I trudged down the steps into the bright kitchen, my eyes cringed. I pulled out the milk and cereal introduced them and then ate fast and drank it all down. An hour or so later my mom goes for some ceral and cringes with disgust. Supposedly, the milk was severely spoiled and smelled awful. I never noticed it though. It has been a few hours now and I have not had any negative effects. The point? I dont know. Have you eaten spoiled food? Does it take long to do anything to you? [/B][/QUOTE]

Moms are fucking wierd creatures. I wouldn't believe the milk is spoiled unless I knew it to be true myself from seeing and tasting, etc... I've known mom's who get all fucking anal about leftovers and date's on boxes and chips being stale.. and usually they aren't stale, the date is that same day and it's fine unless you can tell otherwise... by the way these are the same wierdo's who dig around at the supermarket for the milk with the longest expiration date way in the back when the one in front will be fine for at least two weeks and fuck me... who takes two weeks to finish a quart of friggin' milk lady? And if you do, and it goes past the date, spend a goddamn buck and buy another one you penny-pinching whore! And jesus... you gonna check every single motherfucking egg in the three dozen box to make sure it's shit-eatingly perfect? Fuckin' hell... stop squeezing the goddamn fruit and go buy it and get the fuck out of my way with your cocksucking checkbook that takes you an hour to fill in a friggin' check and you forgot your goddamn identification? What do you think this is, some kind of Goodwill Hostel soupline? Sure bitch... they cash personal temporary checks with no address or name on them all time, especially if you have no proof that you are who you say you are. Yeah, they also sell botulism by the canload, so make sure to inspect every single thing you buy as if it's a cheesy dick you're about to suck to gristle with your overbite... listen dude... if you ain't sick by now, then you ain't gonna be sick. Don't be a momma's boy. Remember... you wear big-boy pants now...

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by lokigod [/i]
[B]Serves you right for having health food in the fridge..
I'm not too sure about the breakdown process of milk but usually all the nasties that make you sick can't survive at fridge temperature. You'll still feel sick but it's prob a mental thing. Have you ever tried coco pops with a scoop of decent choc ice cream instead of milk? Hope you feel better [/B][/QUOTE]

What.. are you from Australia or something? You don't refrigerate milk there? That's right... you drink warm beer too...

Why would you think we don't refridgerate milk here for?
The warm beer is a pom thing though.

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by lokigod [/i]
[B]Why would you think we don't refridgerate milk here for?
The warm beer is a pom thing though. [/B][/QUOTE]

Maybe I interpreted your post wrong when you said "Serves you right for having health food in the fridge.." Somehow since milk was the only food mentioned in this thread, except by me, I thought you were saying milk is health food, which maybe in some place like Australia it's called health food. Here it's called milk. Health food is something different... it usually has to do with lots of fiber and veggie-enemas, and a lot of them buy those boxed milks that aren't refrigerated... and what does serves you right mean? I took it to mean... "serves you right if you get sick for drinking refrigerated milk". Whuch made no sense to me, but neither do Austrailians. I mean... I've seen Crocodile Dundee and The Coca-Cola Kid and Muriel's Wedding and what the... ?

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Brock Landers [/i]
[B]Moms are fucking wierd creatures. I wouldn't believe the milk is spoiled unless I knew it to be true myself from seeing and tasting, etc... I've known mom's who get all fucking anal about leftovers and date's on boxes and chips being stale.. and usually they aren't stale, the date is that same day and it's fine unless you can tell otherwise... by the way these are the same wierdo's who dig around at the supermarket for the milk with the longest expiration date way in the back when the one in front will be fine for at least two weeks and fuck me... who takes two weeks to finish a quart of friggin' milk lady? And if you do, and it goes past the date, spend a goddamn buck and buy another one you penny-pinching whore! And jesus... you gonna check every single motherfucking egg in the three dozen box to make sure it's shit-eatingly perfect? Fuckin' hell... stop squeezing the goddamn fruit and go buy it and get the fuck out of my way with your cocksucking checkbook that takes you an hour to fill in a friggin' check and you forgot your goddamn identification? What do you think this is, some kind of Goodwill Hostel soupline? Sure bitch... they cash personal temporary checks with no address or name on them all time, especially if you have no proof that you are who you say you are. Yeah, they also sell botulism by the canload, so make sure to inspect every single thing you buy as if it's a cheesy dick you're about to suck to gristle with your overbite... listen dude... if you ain't sick by now, then you ain't gonna be sick. Don't be a momma's boy. Remember... you wear big-boy pants now... [/B][/QUOTE]

Well I actually more interested in the fact that I never noticed it being spoiled and usually I am the one who gets the jug shoved into their face to tell if it is spoiled.

Ok I get it. Well my comment was more relative to my poor diet than australian culture, nothing to be taken too seriously anyways.
...and australia has already apoligised on numerous occasions for crocodile dundee.

I liked Crocodile Dundee. He was suave yet rugged. Composed yet explosive. Good with the ladies and a hell of a drinker. Not to mention he could wrestle crocs. Its that Steve Irwin I can't stand.

i made a similar mistake once, twosmokingbarre. i had had a glass of milk in my bedroom, and left the mostly-empty glass on my nightstand. of course, i also have a habit of putting water on my nightstand, as i get thirsty quite often during the night (i'm weird like that). that night, i have no idea what happened, but somehow i thought that the mostly-empty milk glass was my water glass in my sleep, and finally, after like the fifth or sixth time, i wondered why the hell it tasted so bad. so i went in the bathroom and dumped out the glass and there was this like, cake of congealed protein matter, surrounded by this horrible brown oily stuff--the milk had essentially separated. i realized what it was, and promptly threw up. so yeah. i've been there.

Why is it I've never mistaken milk for water? For the love of all that is sacred and unholy, why have I never tasted the forbidden fruit of ingesting something mistakenly thought to be something else? Wait... that reminds me. I guess I have. It was a tall, cool-looking glass of rubbing alcohol, and a very hot day. That one ended up in the emergency room stomach-pump-style, so yes, I have made such a mistake. Even I, Oz the Great and Merciful, have crash-landed a house or two on evil witches of the west in my day...

Besides... we still don't know for sure if he drank "spoiled" milk... he doesn't know and his mom... well... I already touched on the topic of moms...

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Brock Landers [/i]
[B]Why is it I've never mistaken milk for water? For the love of all that is sacred and unholy, why have I never tasted the forbidden fruit of ingesting something mistakenly thought to be something else? Wait... that reminds me. I guess I have. It was a tall, cool-looking glass of rubbing alcohol, and a very hot day. That one ended up in the emergency room stomach-pump-style, so yes, I have made such a mistake. Even I, Oz the Great and Merciful, have crash-landed a house or two on evil witches of the west in my day...

Besides... we still don't know for sure if he drank "spoiled" milk... he doesn't know and his mom... well... I already touched on the topic of moms... [/B][/QUOTE]

This is morbid but my grandmother way before I ever came along drank an entire bottle of rubbing alcohol and killed herself. My aunts had taken all of her alcohol away and she was addicted.

that's really sad.

just goes to show you, the decision to change is up to the individual and no one else.

I ate a spoiled cold cut once, god that was awful. I could taste it for days.

i ate a peanut butter and jelly sandwich on moldy bread once. I didn't realize the bread was moldy until I was halfway done. You can't just eat half a pb&j and not finish. That's the equivalent of giving yourself blue balls. Instead of blue balls, I had blue bread. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHa

That's disturbing on so many levels.

I've got this mixed metaphor of someone covered in lumpy milk, eating PB&J with a raging hard on.

i must say, though, it was a damn good sandwich. It might be important to note that I used crunchy peanut butter

I ate half a (stale?) cake out of the garbage once the only effect it had on me was I got fat.

One half a cake made you fat?

That might not be fat, but be bloating from the gaseous excretion of pupating insects.

Your tummy is gestating a whole insect community!

Yay!

I can imagine the little space balls alien bursting out of your chest.

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Fino35 [/i]
[B]I can imagine the little space balls alien bursting out of your chest. [/B][/QUOTE]

Where is your avatar from? Hard Boiled? The Killer?

The avatar is Woo's The Killer... remember, Hard Boiled he plays a cop... the killer he plays, well... a killer, with a heart of gold mind you... assassin/ hitman whatever... same as The Replacement Killers, the U.S. flick that tried to do the same thing with the hitman with good heart theme who gets a conscience when Michael Rooker turns out to have a kid.