The last time I had roommates they filled the fridge with elk meat and never ate it. It stayed in there for six months. The last two months no one opened the fridge. When we moved out we unplugged the fridge and tossed it in the dumpster. There were still three jars of the meat in the corner. They had been left behind the refrigerator. No one wanted to pick them up. Everyday Yeah said, “How much will you pay me if I take a bite.” He wasn’t serious. My roommates eventually played rock, paper, scissors to see who would lose. I forget who lost. Later, Michael gave me a bible and told me to spread my ass on all the pages.