Lloyd bought some beverages for the beverage fridge in the basement, and it turns out that the freezer needed defrosting.
Huh. I made a very similar post about four years ago. (Good grief, this blog is old.)
Whatever. This one has a better ending. See, Lloyd has never defrosted anything in his life, and his solution was to empty the fridge, open the door, then go about his normal business (playing a computer game). I, the one with vast amounts of defrosting experience, got out the mallet and chisel (and a flathead screwdriver for the crevices).
Smack, smack, smack.
Smack, smack, smack.
Smack, smack, smack.
Smack, smack, smack.
Smack, smack, smack.
Smack, smack, smack.
Lloyd (entering basement): Just leave it alone. It’ll be fine.
Lauren: Have you ever done this?
Lloyd: Hmmmph. (Exit)
Smack, smack, smack.
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Smack, smack, smack.
Lloyd: (enters basement, rummages through the new beers)
Lauren (astoundedly): Really? Really?
Lloyd: Yes. I am going to have a beer, and I’m not even going to feel bad about it.
Lauren: (frosty glare)
Lloyd: Well, I wasn’t – until you gave me that look.
Smack, smack, smack.
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Smack, smack, smack.
Lloyd (enters basement, and has the gall to look through the beers again): Why don’t you just leave that alone?
Lauren: Have you ever been to a wedding where they have an ice sculpture? That thing lasts all night. Go look in the laundry sink.
Lloyd: (goes to look at the massive amount of ice, comes back abashed) Ok, I am willing to concede that there is way more ice that I thought. Do you want some help?
Lauren: Sure. We’re trying to free the metal. Go pretty slow once you get close to it – I dented the side already. Say, is there coolant running through this thing?
Lloyd: No. (Starts to hammer)
Smack, smack, smack.
Smack, smack, pop!
Refrigerator: Hisssssssssssssssssssssssssssss
Lauren: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHHA!!!! *gasping for air* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
Aside from the freon spraying all over and the quick slamming of the door, it was the best, best, best moment of my November.