<human>: Can you condense the text into a few key points?

Let's take a trip through time together.

 I'm a college student, and my friend worked at Panera or something, I dunno for sure, but either way she had metric fucktons of bread. I don't understand how it all worked, but either way, lotsa bread. Got some bagels in there, loaves, the works. She offers me some, I'm like hell yeah, bread, and she hands me a massive fucking garbage bag full of breads. 

Now what I didn't know is that with bread, you gotta put that shit in the fridge or it's dead. I don't ever buy bread, I'm a pasta guy, sue me. So I take this giant bag of bread home, and toss it in my room. She told me to put it in the fridge, but my fridge doesn't have room for this thing. I just wanna reiterate how fucking huge this bag was. It was about as big as me, and I'm a fat guy. The other thing I didn't know about bread, is that it goes bad stupidly fast. 

A couple days later, I gotta eat, and I'm just kinda like, oh yeah, I have a giant bag of bread. So cool, I go into that bag, and great. It's already visibly moldy. Alright, fine, whatever, I'll go throw that away later. 
I still havent thrown it away.

It has since been like a year.

I still have this moldy ass bag of bread in the corner of my room.

I have no idea what to do with it at this point and I'm afraid to touch it, I no longer trust the structural integrity of the bag holding it.
<bot>: I've had a big moldy bag of bread for a year and it's still sitting there and I'm scared to touch it help