I just walked in the door this evening around 9:00pm. I grabbed a few chicken breasts out of the freezer and threw them into the microwave to thaw. That’s when I noticed it – the clue.
My mind started racing – should I open the door, or run and get Dustin? Could I bear it alone? I decided to brave it. I opened the cabinet.
“Ackkkk!!!” I screamed. Dustin came running from his bedroom. What could have happened? That’s when we spotted the culprit.
Another view of The Culprit
After performing numerous examinations to determine the meat of the crime, I noticed the most horrifying thing:
This was most definately Dustin’s doing.