Not Milk

Tony went out one day to get his favorite fast food fix and soon after he leaves, my phone is ringing.  Apparently, the car is overheating and he doesn't know what to do.  After the last experience of Tony and an overheating car, we told him not to do anything, we'd be there in a few minutes.  When we got to him, we found the car was totally dry and it took several minutes to refill the empty radiator and cool off the car.  Several large bottles out of my car were used in the aid of fixing the problem, and we told him to keep them in his car...just in case.  Well, those large bottles were being used for drinks in the refrigerator, and when he called, we grabbed the empties.  Ok, so now my drink bottles are in his car, and I have to find something else to fix my drinks in.  Along comes the milk jug...emptied out and rinsed, it works fine.  So, currently,  I have two milk jugs in the refrig and Tony almost made the mistake of picking up the wrong container of 'milk' for his cereal.  He said, "Why aren't they marked?"   Today, I'm glad to know when I go in the refrigerator and I'm looking for something to drink, I'll pick the container written on that says, "not milk," if I want something other than milk. Funny kid.