We ran out of ice yesterday in the freezer. It was hot, and we only had warm soda. All I wanted was a cold frosty beverage, and yet, there was none to be found.
Reaching the end of my rope, I asked Andrew if he knew of any ice that might perhaps be stashed away somewhere. He fearfully peaked into the freezer, knowing full well there was none in there, but hoping some might miraculously spawn to save him my wrath.
He shuffled the bags and containers around frantically. I have included an illustration below and a transcript of the events that took place.
Andrew: "Um...yea...there's....no ice in here."
Me: "JUST BRING ME SOME DAMN FROZEN CHICKEN NUGGETS THEN. I WILL JUST FLOAT A FEW OF THOSE IN MY DRINK".
Miraculously, later that afternoon, there were four full ice cube trays in the freezer. Ahhhh. :)