Ok ok ok, so imagine this guy, right, and he's really friendly though he's a little off, sortof like milk that's gone a little whiffy but is still drinkable, but you don't really want to admit to yourself that you really like that kind of oddity, right? I mean, it's not like you're going to take him out of the fridge right now because what you really wanted today was a smoothie anyway, and you'll probably still fix a bowl of cereal with him in the morning or maybe even make cheese if you're so inclined, but for the time being you're happy to leave him where he is because you've kindof gotten attached to him, even though you know sooner or later he's going to rot.

Right, so, can you imagine that guy? Because that's definitely not me.