The Shared Refrigerator
My half of our refrigerator is messy and disorganized. A box of broken eggs sits on the top shelf. Old carrots and brown salami share the second shelf with hard green bread and soft lettuce. On the third shelf, leftover pizza lies under a bowl of three-week-old spaghetti. On the bottom shelf is a disgusting, smelly puddle. The bottom drawer holds an interesting combination of paper bags with McDonalds, Taco Bell, and Chinese Kitchen food. In conclusion, though my roommate and I are different, we get along very well.
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