Fast forward to the next morning when I open the freezer to start preparing lunch and I discover this:
A strange brown slush had attacked my freezer!
It was all over the ice bin as well as the door.
Poor blueberries. They took a direct hit.
So, I did a little investigating and soon discovered the culprit hiding in the ice bin.
A ha!!
After finding the sinister soda can, the following phone conversation took place:
Me: So I found out what made that weird noise last night.
Evan: Oh yeah? What was it?
Me: Well, I opened the freezer door just now and it's covered in splattered brown slush. Any idea how that might have happened?
Evan: Huh?
Me: Did you happen to put a Diet Pepsi in the freezer last night and then forget about it?
Evan: (pause) Oh shit. (maniacal laughter here)
Me: Yeah, I'm not cleaning that up.
Evan: But I thought taking care of the house and cleaning up was your department?
Me: Mopping up after your stupidity isn't in my job description.
Moral of the story: Stick to water.
