I call to a jury of my peers to hear the facts and cry "The Crab is Innocent, by damn!"

Now look closely at this photo. Would you drink this milk? Never mind the obvious smell. Just look at it. Does it look particularly appealing?







Come with me for a moment to listen in on a conversation from yesterday all ready in progress.

Me: Oh pleeease, Bob! I do not abuse you.
Jake: You use us for your entertainment. That's abuse.
Me: Not your business, Jake!
Bob: What about the time you let me drink spoiled milk?
Me: That was over 10 years ago? Are you still riding that old horse? Besides, how could I know you were going to drink it?
Bob: You saw me pour it in the glass.
Me: Well, didn't you notice that it was kinda lumpy?
Bob: Obviously not. I rely on you to keep the food in our house safe. How could I know you were drinking the fresh milk and putting the old milk in front of it?
Me: Well, I wasn't gonna drink the lumpy stuff. DOH!
Bob: Why did you keep the old milk?
Me: YOU TOLD ME NOT TO THROW ANY MORE FOOD AWAY!
Jake: ahhhh. There it is. She was teaching you a lesson. That's why she let you drink it.
Bob: Yep.
Me: For cryin out loud, didn't you notice it stank? Don't you have any sense of smell.
Jake: Mom, he's been smelling your cooking for years. Spoiled milk probably smells like desert to him after that.

Ok people. I put it in your capable hands. Let's decide this thing once and for all. Am I responsible for Bob drinking rotten milk? huh? huh? I think not.

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