NACHO BADACHO!!!???

So look who walks in today. He says he's "here for a little bit", so what that means is one of the following,
1. He's broke as fuck.
2. He wore out his welcome on every couch in the dot.
3. Someone in T-dot wants to kill him.
4. He actually misses the 'fax.
5. He's broke as fuck.
6. All of the above.

Within minutes he's looking in the fridge for something to eat. "Olands?! I haven't had an Olands in 8 months....Kshh....Is this MY CREAM CHEESE?!"
Apparently it is.

We had to let everyone see (experience) it, so we took it up to show the girls. I didn't think it smelled, so Sara gave it a little sniff sniff.
I guess it did smell pretty bad. She fell on the floor.
In case you didn't get a good look at it, here's what 8 month old cream cheese looks like. Nacho just scraped off the top layer and said it was fine. After all, there was also a pretty full bag of chips by the fridge (which may have been his too).