One really hit home for me, and it was about missing their parents, so they put a bunch of expired dressing in the fridge. My Mom was the world's worst about that shit. 4 or 5 years ago, we were visiting in the summer and I was grilling steaks. I wanted some A-1, and Mom told me she had some in the fridge. So, without even thinking, I try to open the bottle. It was pretty much welded on, and my cousin is giving me shit because I can't open it. Finally after 5 minutes under hot water, I get the lid off. I put some on my plate and dip a piece of steak in it, and let's just say it was tangier than usual. That stuff had literally been expired for 7 years, so was probably 9 years old. Mom was like, "just eat it, it has vinegar in it, and it's been in the refrigerator". Yeah, no, I didn't eat any more of it, and got the shits.
