After a friend and I were told we were like mushrooms due to being sat in the dark in the canteen at 7.30 this morning and my wise friend stated that her mushrooms didn't sit in the dark, only when she shut the fridge door and the light went off- the topic of conversation swiftly went on to what happens behind closed "fridge" doors. It is like the phrase, 'if a tree falls in a forest and there is nobody around, does it make a sound?' (of course it does, it is a tree not cotton wool) When you shut the fridge door, the light supposedly goes off, but does it? and does the contents of your fridge remain still? Or is your fridge subject to a lil' fridge part-ay? We were now joined by another friend- ever more the eccentric- and the ideas begun to roll. So you can imagine the scene, the fridge door shuts, the lights go out and the disco begins. It is all very well and good for the food that is free on the glass shelves but what about the cheese collection. We envisioned all the baby-bells and roulades using the most hardcore cheese to knock the drawer open...in this case, parmesan seemed like the finest choice. The salad drawer would be having its own rave at this point having given up on freedom, with the lettuce giving a goofy laugh and rolling forward and backward while the cherry tomatoes created a cymbal sound by pinging off the fridge sides and the savoy cabbage doing something of a strip tease with its outer leaves. The bottles of fizzy pop would be shaking each other and then letting their contents shoot out at the 2 egg boxes at the top of the door. The soya milk (long forgotten) would be uninvited and would stand in a corner next to the left overs which would be singing a rendition of a Beyonce song, "To the left, to the left, ooooooover...ooooo-ee-ooooh"
We can never be sure but never leave that fridge door open in order to find out...the contents would cry, tears of condensation, as the warmth would be too much. Let them have their fun, till their time comes (gulp!)
Rach
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We can never be sure but never leave that fridge door open in order to find out...the contents would cry, tears of condensation, as the warmth would be too much. Let them have their fun, till their time comes (gulp!)
Rach
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