Saturday after the run, I went door to door trying to find food for everyone. My first stop had BBq, but not enough. The next neighbour stated they had chicken stew in icebox. Well, I went to get it. When I opened fridge, I seen some White beans. After heating them, the neighbour said they were old. Drunk as I was, I didnt pay attention. And ate them. Running chits is a understatement.

SO...
Moral of Story:
Don't eat old beans !!! ; no matter how hungry and drunk you may be.

Alright I had a good buzz going but when she said over TWO weeks old I was out jason didn't here correctly lol man she had two week old beans one week old rice and one day old chicken stew lmao we was forked

Y'all just walked up to random peoples door steps and asked for food?

No jasons neighbor s