I think I've been sabotaged. This morning I came downstairs and found a bowl sitting on the counter. It was filled with the remains of someone's snack - some cereal flakes, and an awful lot of milk. Spoiled milk. I tried to pick that thing up to rinse it and put it in the dishwasher. It wouldn't budge. I tried again. Still no luck.
What's up with this thing? I wondered. Whatever it was sitting in was acting like glue. I figured I needed a little more torque. So I wrapped my arms around it and gave it a twist.
Dumb move. Because the next thing that happened, was that all of that spoiled milk flipped out of the bowl and landed on my nice clean sweater.
Argh! Somebody is going to pay for this!