The BellsAs I ravaged the fridge for breakfast I noticed that the milk was outdated. I don't like to waste food but thankfully there was only a small pool of this holy fluid left in the bottom of the jug. I grabbed both the old jug and a new jug for my Cinnamon Toast Crunch cereal. It was good.After letting out that final "ah" when drinking the leftover milk at the bottom of the bowl, I pondered on what to do with the bad milk. Should I pour it down the sink? Should I leave it in the fridge and let someone else deal with it? I looked outside. It was gently raining. I slid my empty cereal bowl towards the other side of the counter. I grabbed