When I went into the freezer to retrieve the fries that were supposed to be for supper tonight, I was mildly shocked when I couldn't move the bag from the shelf. Now, it's -15 in the freezer, and I was wearing a t-shirt and capri pants so I got pretty cold pretty fast. Needless to say, as soon as I left the freezer in search of supplies to aid my cause, I suited up in whatever I could find, grabbed a chisel and meat mallet, and headed back in to get that stinkin' box off the shelf. What I found was that the box was LOADS heavier than when I had put it on the shelf the week prior, so I cracked it open and found that it was actually full of ice!
...we didn't have fries for dinner after all.
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