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48 comments:
Talk about rejection!
Last night while I was masturbating, my hand fell asleep.
The housekeeper's bod oh wait I see what you're doing there.
Omfg😂👍👍
That's what expiration dates are for, nothing.
Dorian Corey
A jar of dried black beans.
Shortening and coconut oil.
Those jars last forever!
But also, birthday candles, placemats, bag organizer, etc.
A plastic bag filled with tons of other used plastic bags. I'll probably never use them, stopped ages ago, but don't wanna be a dick and throw them in the trash.
Mustard peanut butter
Dill pickles I canned three years ago. They should still be fine, but why did I can dills when I don't really like them?
danish butter cookies from Solvang
Honey. It never goes bad.
Molasses and kosher salt. Why are we talking about this?
Pasta. Pink Tibetan salt. Ecc
A can of fava beans that I bought on clearance about 5 or 8 years ago. I don't know why I haven't tossed them out.
Does Candy wait for all the Your Turn segments, what perseverance, I'm impressed.
I have a jar of baby food. My baby is 31.
We had Cream of Wheat boxes that were 20 years old.
i have a box of corn meal I tried to throw away but found that it is the only thing holding up one side of the pantry shelf. So it's been there 6 years!
A can of Fancy Feast. Cat's been gone for 14 years.
September 23, 2009 my 15 year old son helped me can salsa. October 20, 2009, at the age of 15 he took his life. Couldn't bring myself to open the last jar of salsa we made together. Top shelf way back on the right with a do not eat sticker on it.
Teas. About once every two years, I'll hypochondriac about something, and go out and buy all the herbal teas to combat it. Use them for a few days, to a week, then forget about them. I have duplicates too. Cause when the panic sets in, there's no time to see if, I HAVE the tea needed already, lol.
Laugh away.
Oh God. I'm so sorry.
+1
(((Skybaby)))
A bunch of protein shakes.
I have admitted this to one person in my entire life, ever: Creamed corn. I do not like it, unless we're talking the Lutheran hot dish version and I've only had that once. Anyway, at some point in my early 20's I started buying cans of this on every. Single. Grocery trip. This collection of never-to-be-eaten corn has traveled across the country and around the globe. For, like, 20 years. (Though is has been thinned out and is not being added to.) Anyway. The brain is so weird, isn't it?
Chia seeds
Herbal teas exactly like the previous poster, and soup/bouillon mix.
There's a jar of Kalamata olive tapenade in the bottom tier of the Lazy Susan in my kitchen. I made it back in 1991 with a fellow student chef who has since become a New Orleans celebrity chef (and has recently stepped down from his companies after accusations of sexual harassment).
I’m not actually sure, but hopefully not much. I was cured of cabinet hoarding by the sheer horror of discovering things older than I was when I helped mom clear out her cabinets one last time.
Ramen noodles. Some people see gold as a hedge against uncertain times, but I could see ramen being used as currency in a dystopian future.
Don Kieballs: can you help us out? You made a comment about a Himmmm/Haddish connection this morning. Can you clarify? Or was it a joke?
I’m so sorry. Of course you’ll keep that jar.
Peace be with you.
Hate when that happens 👇
@Brayson87 Ramen noodles are the best. Cannot count the number of times I've brought home the leftovers from faunsay restaurants only to make .50 cent ramen an hour later. Not because the faunsay cuisine is bad - it's just a comfort thing, maybe? So, stock up on those noodles because you have at least one guaranteed customer in the event of a crisis!!!
Dried herbs & spices.
For as long as i can remember my mother had a small jar of 'hard sauce'in her cupboard...when she died i couldnt bear to toss it so its in my cupboard now....what the hell is 'hard sauce'???!!!
Huge plastic container of red pepper flakes to shake on pizza. Don’t think I’ll ever eat enough pizza to finish the container! Still fresh!
My father has a string of dried mushrooms that my grandmother brought over from Europe about 100 years ago. The oldest thing I have is a sealed jar of egg nog PDQ from either the late 60's or early 70's I found in my parent's house. I saw a few go on ebay for about $120.
God bless skybaby!
I have a food cabinet, not a pantry and my answer is food dye. I bake nothing that requires this.
Canned soup.
Pitted Olives
Thank you.
Skybaby, I'm so sorry. Somehow I missed your story yesterday. I lost my brother to suicide when he was 15, and understand some of your pain. Especially as a mother now, fearing for her own kids's lives at times. This level of depression can be hidden so well by teens who don't want to seem "different". No pain a person can live through that is worse than yours. I pray for you and every other victim of family suicide and everyone working so hard to live through debilitating depression.
canned soup
What a tear-jerker..
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