The Grown Son was digging around in the freezer, looking for some ice cream.
He found two beers that Bob must have stashed in there to cool down.
They were frozen through and through.
Thank goodness they hadn’t exploded.
So of course I had to tell the Grown Son a story.
Long ago, when Bob was in high school, he exploded a six-pack of Dr. Pepper in my mother’s freezer.
He had put the drinks in to cool down, fully intending to take them out a few minutes later.
But he got distracted.
And disaster ensued.
I have NEVER seen my mom so angry.
The Grown Son thought this story was hilarious.
Bob, not so much…