He stared at it for 3 hours before touching it again, and began eating it. It tasted like absolute shit but Michael didn't give a single fuck and ate the whole thing in one bite. How you ask? He just fuckin did, no questions asked. He's Michael Audrey fucking Myers and can do whatever the fuck he wants. He was now full, and had nothing else to do today, he didn't feel like stabbing anyone else, unless of course another hobo came by to try and eat his door again, but he figured he had scared away the other hobos after killing those other ones that tried to eat his door. Michael just went right back upstairs and into his bed, falling back asleep and dreaming of having a nice sibling tea party with Laurie.
