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My Balogne Has a Third Name Lol

something went bad in the fridge and it smells just like feet and at one point in time it was something to eat but now its a haven for bacteria and mold its not fit for consumption or for the stomach to hold it was'nt the ham or the turkey or par-kay the fruits were just fine and the milk was okay i looked over the food that was left on the tray and the left overs was made just yesterday i reached over and opened the vegetable bin and everything was fine when i looked there within i asked myself then what could that awful stench be that assaulted my nostrils and kept torchering me i looked at the shelf and glanced at the 12 dozen eggs then i asked myself could it be the custard i made? i looked in the corner behind the kool-aid there was oscar mayer balogne starting to fade EWWW!!! YUCK!!!! GROSS!!!! i'll never eat with toast !!!! my balogne had a first name but it never had a host. lol :)

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Date: 10/30/2011 5:07:00 PM
That was quite a hunt and I'm glad you found the derelict cause of the smell. It can get pretty rank. :)
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Date: 2/26/2011 6:19:00 PM
Creative and interesting poem on my balogne has a third name, John
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Date: 2/26/2011 5:25:00 PM
funny one, much enjoyed
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