|Naturally, the freezer is the perfect place to store dead bugs.|
Words can't accurately describe the feeling of discovering a giant, dead moth that's being intentionally stored in your freezer at 11 p.m. on a Monday. Since neither of my two 27-year-old housemates was awake, I had to wait until the following evening to question them about it.
"Why is there a big dead bug in a Tupperware container in the freezer?"
It's a phrase I never thought I'd speak aloud until I lived with two twenty-something boys. While we're on the subject, here are a few more unexpected phrases I've caught myself uttering in the last few months:
- Please don't feed beans to the dog.
- No, you can't hook the lawn mower to your motorcycle and ride around the yard.
- Thank you for the offer, but I don't want you to batter & deep-fry the pineapple.
- I'm sure you're right that the 38 boxes of old National Geographic magazines are worth money, but can you please move them so I can get my car in the garage?
- Who's been eating the bloodworms in the freezer?
- I do respect your goal to watch 16 straight hours of Miami Vice, but would you mind turning it down?
"Because it's really big. Did you see it?"
And that explains that.