Lifestyles of the rich and famous… fridge stylie.
Stop being so bloomin’ nosey. It’s my fridge.
Actually, the contents aren’t all that remarkable. I’d certainly never get on Cribs with it. Besides the fact it has a dent in the bottom and a hole in the back (neither of which were anything to do with me *ahem, cough*), it contains half a softening cucumber, some milk, yoghurt, orange juice, two pizzas, cheap butter, a jar of ancient pickles and a half-opened pack of chocolate buttons.
I’m tempted to put that lot forward for the make something out of these random ingredients segment of Masterchef and watch them all flounder. Mwuahahahahaaaaaa.