When the M.I.L.K. starts to F.I.Z.Z. Is it time to throw it out.
Before I begin let me tell yeah how I came across it.
I went to the dairy section of Blurt's internal market looking for some dank cheese to go with my wine. Upon arrival I noticed a strong hint of a smell that started to make my stomach girdle and the back of my throat to clench itself to block it out. A historical reflexive gagging of the century. I almost died of suffocation before I even entered the door.
I wasn't prepared for it at first so after I composed myself and mentally prepared myself the daunting task of opening the front doors. Soon as I busted open the doors I got a big whiff as the burst of compressed air poured out from the inside. I almost lost it there.
Ugh! What is that!?
Yelled my nose.
"It's compost additives." I replied
Are you nuts? (Said my gut) That can't be used for compost, can it?
I answered, "If we dilute it plentifully it can be. But it's just further to illustrate that it needs to buried. In the end milk usually gets thrown out. But we might be in our luck today. We can definitely use this boost our gardens needs.
It was a heavy smell. Something has definitely gone rotten in here. Something was extra stink loomed over blurt that day. Like sometimes there is some stinks we can tolerate, like fresh cow manure for production of good soil. But this? It was past being fouled.
Upon further inspection, I noticed some were still wearing their masks smelling their own stanky breath while nearly dozing off from their own CO2 output, completely unaware of the stench in the air. But a few other blurtians smelled something off and quickly pointed to the dairy isle.
Oh, please don't let it be the cheese!
I hurried over to the dairy isle. The closer I got the more people I found complaining about the smell. I had to get a better look. And there it was. Right next to the cheese section.
Phew! The cheese is still safe.
The culprit?
Milk on the fizz.
Possibly the most brilliant flogging of a metaphor that I've ever seen.
Great work!