Early hours kitchen raids are a terrible idea.
I think the tinned food I had in the cupboard went bad.
Or maybe it just tastes like gross, I don’t know
And then there’s that jar in the far depths of the fridge.
I don’t actually recall how long it has been there.
Was it from this Easter or the one before it?
I guess I’ll try to go to sleep before my stomach realises the horrors that lie within it.