Oh no? I have an applesauce phobia! Let me explain. Buried far in the back of my fridge is a bottle of name-brand applesauce that has been in there for at least ten years! I know it is not fit for consumption; but I cannot just toss a bottle of (presumptively spoiled) applesauce down the trash chute to the dumpster some floors down from my condo. I dither over how to dispose of it. Is that not a phobia of some applesauce sort?
Fortunately, for heaven’s sake, I have no Bert Convy memorabilia. Hmm. Who the holy frog does?!
I could try poisoning pigeons in the park, per Tom Lehrer, I suppose…. https://tinyurl.com/lpbtpuf
Oh no? I have an applesauce phobia! Let me explain. Buried far in the back of my fridge is a bottle of name-brand applesauce that has been in there for at least ten years! I know it is not fit for consumption; but I cannot just toss a bottle of (presumptively spoiled) applesauce down the trash chute to the dumpster some floors down from my condo. I dither over how to dispose of it. Is that not a phobia of some applesauce sort?
Fortunately, for heaven’s sake, I have no Bert Convy memorabilia. Hmm. Who the holy frog does?!
I could try poisoning pigeons in the park, per Tom Lehrer, I suppose…. https://tinyurl.com/lpbtpuf