Today I exploded a can of diet pepsi in the refrigerator. It sounded like a gunshot, scared me half to death, it left not a corner of the fridge untouched by pepsi slush. Yum. Good thing I have all that practice cleaning out refrigerators from working at Cracker Barrel.
Oh, Cracker Barrel, the memories. One time I spilled an entire jug of
(
Read more... )