The other day in the bottom drawer of our fridge I found a who-knows-how-old cucumber. The circumference of a circle is usually round right?? Not this one. It slumped into a long almost flat oval sticking to the bottom of the drawer. There was some yellowish clearish juices coming out the side. I picked it up and it was wobbly. Like a piece of cooked spaghetti. For some reason this was hilarious to me and I excitedly yelled "MIKE COME LOOK AT THIS!" When he arrives I was still holding it up, giggling and I wanted to show him how wobbly it is so I started shaking it around so he could see. Good one, Esther. This poor pathetic excuse for a cucumber was not as strong as a normal cucumber is. The thing just broke right off and splattered all over the floor. I mean SPLATTERED. Like a water balloon full of snot, seeds and vomit. Enjoy this picture of the incident, and whenever you are eating a cucumber remember this image.