So, about a week and a half ago, my mother had friends over for dinner. My friend, whose mother came over as well, ended up sleeping over after the dinner.
We hung out, [edit: drank a case of beer] and watched TV until about midnight, when we became hungry again.
I went to the refrigerator, and inside were two steaks: one of them was cut up and in a container, the other was in a baggy on top.
Wanting to cut the steak myself, I took the bag. One of us should've noticed that the steak was grey and white, but we didn't, and so we ate the whole thing.
I only know that it was raw because I posted a pic of it on my snapchat story, which resulted in people at school asking me why I ate a "raw steak". That's when I laughed it off, and continued my day.
Until now. My mom just said that she's making steak and noodles for dinner. I thought she would use the cut up pieces, but she said she had some "extra steak to cook up".
No she doesn't.
OH shit she can't find it. One sec
update: she's pissed.
Submitted November 24, 2015 at 05:13AM by needsacanofgasoline http://ift.tt/1NoHs87 tifu
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