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What the FUCK is wrong with me ?
Ever since I saw moldy bread in the canteen when I was in the army, I've been very careful about eating bread.
Or so I thought.
I just finished breakfast, and not only did I not check the expiry on the bread in advance (which is today, as it turns out), I also didn't take a close look at the bread, and only randomly noticed the mold on the last slice after eating all the other (6ish) ones. So now I can only assume I didn't eat any moldy bread, because I probably would've noticed it on the other slices, or it might've smelled funny when I toasted them. But just the thought makes my stomach all uneasy ... |:
Or so I thought.
I just finished breakfast, and not only did I not check the expiry on the bread in advance (which is today, as it turns out), I also didn't take a close look at the bread, and only randomly noticed the mold on the last slice after eating all the other (6ish) ones. So now I can only assume I didn't eat any moldy bread, because I probably would've noticed it on the other slices, or it might've smelled funny when I toasted them. But just the thought makes my stomach all uneasy ... |: