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Once upon a time, a friend (S) and I were living in shared accommodation.
Our mutual housemates were somewhat inept at managing the fridge - they would persistently buy far too much milk, fail to use the oldest/opened bottles first, fail to close the fridge door properly, and leave the milk out of it rather longer than necessary.
This led inevitably to the following conversation:
S: This milk tastes funny.
Me: Does it smell funny?
S: *sniff* Yes! Urgh.
Me:
Our mutual housemates were somewhat inept at managing the fridge - they would persistently buy far too much milk, fail to use the oldest/opened bottles first, fail to close the fridge door properly, and leave the milk out of it rather longer than necessary.
This led inevitably to the following conversation:
S: This milk tastes funny.
Me: Does it smell funny?
S: *sniff* Yes! Urgh.
Me: