So today was filled, FILLED with tragedy. Let me lay it out for you…
I wake up, do some morning shit, drink some coffee, curse the universe, the usual. Then, I decide that even though it’s pretty early, I should go ahead and eat some ice cream.
So, I go out to the deep freeze, and grab some slow churned brownie concoction. I close the lid, walk inside, and set the container down on the counter. As I pick the half gallon back up, spoon now in hand I notice that my hand is sinking much deeper into the sides than it should. I give it an actually squeeze, and it’s like I’m holding a water balloon. So I open it up, and sure enough, it was all melted.
But I initially chalk it up to something weird happening with that one ice cream, and just eat some more of the Sno-Ball ice cream I had inside.
Then, around lunch, I go back out to get some Ben & Jerry’s, and damn it if almost every freaking thing in there is ruined! Somehow the deep freeze stopped working sometime last night, and all but maybe 4 containers of ice cream were done.
Thankfully, the deep freeze is working again, so at least I don’t have the expense of buying a new one AND replacing a ton of ice cream. The glass is half full.
- Eat dirty my friends