So yesterday I got the pleasure of opening our freezer door to a root beer can exploding, all over the freezer, on top of the freezer, into the fridge, some on my shirt and all over the kitchen floor. Lucky Me! Why was it in there? Oh because DH the other night either A.) couldn't wait for it to sit in the fridge and be cold, or B.) couldn't put some in a glass with ice cubes. So he figured it'd be smart to stick it in the freezer where he ended up forgetting about it. So after my wtf just happened, I asked who the genius was that did this, and he said "oops". Ok I wasn't mad, but I had him clean it up. LOL, so he didn't do a good job because I tried to open the fridge and it was hard to open because its still all sticky from the rootbeer...men sometimes. 