As kid, parents bought new house. I destroyed the freezer day one.

Let’s keep this brief.

I had a fun habit of heating up my pizza bagels, then throwing them in the freezer to reach perfect temperature asap.

Old freezer was a beast, never complained.

New freezer lost its shit with the boiling pizza bagel steam billowing through its lungs.

Here’s the best part.

Freezer worked still? Kinda?

But the ice maker picked up a fun habit. It no longer dispensed ice cubes. It would forever produce what I can only describe as giant ice dicks. Monsters, sware they had working veins.

Dad was as confused as he was pissed. Because as mentioned, it produced cubes just yesterday.

Never again, now you get ice dicks. Always gigantic ice dicks.

So he bought a garage fridge.

Still laugh. Only good memory of those goblins I called family.

Watching him wrestle that thing out of the freezer was a true highlight of my life.