This is, quite possibly, the best thing on the internet. Ever. (If you’re tempted to stop watching it, hang in there. It gets going around the 1:30 mark.)
I fucking hate my refrigerator. I hate it with the burning intensity of a million exploding suns. If I could frame my refrigerator for murder and conspire to have it sentenced to life in a horrible urine-soaked hellhole where it suffered daily dry anal rapes, I would have done so a long time ago. Continue reading
