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There are some sins in life that are honestly unforgivable. For many, they include cheating on your significant other, cold-blooded murder, or driving under the speed limit in the left-hand lane during rush hour. For one woman in Memphis, it appears that her unforgiveable offense is wasting queso — so much so, in fact, that she stabbed her friend over it. Honestly, I can relate.
An unnamed 41-year-old woman in Memphis stabbed her friend over the weekend when she caught her wasting Rotel, a key ingredient, according to the Austin American-Statesman.
As much as I love a vat of melted cheese, I don’t know that Rotel is worth a stabbing. While I may get into a yelling match over a crockpot full of Velveeta, I would personally save the stabbing for some restaurant-quality queso con chorizo, but to each her own.
In trying to get to the hospital after getting stabbed by her friend, the 35-year-old queso-waster sustained additional injuries in a car accident. Best wishes to the victim while she undergoes surgery, and here’s hoping she learned never to throw away another drop of melted cheese again. You know what they say — don’t cry over spilled milk — but if you lose one drop of queso, hide the knives from your friends..
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Steph W.
Steph W. is a new Master's degree graduate with an intern's salary and six-figure taste. She realizes her expectations far exceed reality, so she spends her days pinning away Loubs she pretends are in her physical closet instead of her virtual one. Her hobbies include attempting to trapping her boyfriend into marriage before he finds out how insane she is and pretending that Black Box wine tastes as good as the kind she could afford when she was gainfully employed. Send her tips for getting out of student debt at recruitchairtsm@gmail.com
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I’m going to go out on a limb here and say someone might have been drunk.
If this queso is good enough to justify stabbing a muhfugga for wasting a few drops, I’m gonna need a recipe.
Just sayin…
can you imagine what it’s gonna be like when food prices skyrocket and wages sink even deeper? Pretty soon, Burger King will be selling shanks in their kid’s meals instead of toys and BJ’s will be having lottery days where a select few get to run around the store to get as much shit as they can before time is up and if you don’t make the buzzer you get sent to a labor camp that makes the shanks for the happy meals.
May the odds be ever in your flavor.
Really? Rotel? I have no faith in this country anymore.