You have to wonder just what the hell went on when you wake up the morning after a very nice date with a handsome man, stumble into the kitchen to find something to eat, and discover ...
Your coat in the freezer.
Any guesses?
Hint: Martha would approve.
Did someone stick some chewing gum on your coat and you are trying to remove it?
Posted by: MemphisJohn | December 13, 2007 02:16 PMI've been to Cleveland. This time of year it is likely warmer in your freezer than it is outside. Makes perfect sense to me.
Posted by: kevin | December 13, 2007 02:52 PMIn a romantic yet impractical gesture, your handsome date gave you a handmade snowball which you felt obligated to tell him you'd keep forever, but got frozen to the inside of your pocket on the walk home?
Posted by: Mark | December 13, 2007 02:52 PMYou can no longer afford the cold storage fees for your ranch mink. Damn Bush and his failed economic policies!!
Posted by: The Ghost of Eva Gabor | December 13, 2007 08:51 PMYou were drunk enough to mistake your freezer for a closet?
Posted by: EGL | December 14, 2007 02:58 PMYour date was president of the United States and you were preserving his DNA?
Posted by: Michelle O'Neil | December 14, 2007 06:24 PMHmmmmmm . . . Bush weenie spew. Martha most certainly would not approve of the vile image that brings to one's mind.
Posted by: The Ghost of Emily Post | December 14, 2007 08:22 PMI'm going with candle wax.
What? We've all been there.
Posted by: Frankie | December 15, 2007 12:05 AMCold Miser was in town? Or a roofie was involved. Possibly both.
Posted by: Blobby | December 16, 2007 12:31 PMMartha's no prude. She's done hard time. Besides her daughter hosts a show on Sirius and she talks about blow jobs all the time. Or wait...I get it. She'd be offended by Bush. Now it all makes sense.
Posted by: Michelle O'Neil | December 16, 2007 06:04 PM