Another fine night of innocent shenanigans was had by all. So festive were our frolics that I forgot to remove the bottle of Bicardi Breezer that I was quick-chilling in the freezer. Thus inventing the Freezer-Breezer! As you can see, that box is in need of a good defrosting anyway.
There is evidence of some truly powerful stuff going on in that freezer box over night. The cap was blasted off into the corner, no doubt after ricocheting around the box a few times. I counted 7 frozen Breezer-Bullets in the box, which can bee seen to the right of the above picture. It must have been one of these high powered gargle-blasters that shifted the bottle from its original pouring position (the free standing blue stalagmite to the left) to where in now currently rests. Upon opening the freezer I was greeted with a wonderful smell of Mr. Freeze. I sampled some of the Breezer-Bullets and they indeed, did taste of Mr. Freeze also. Such a wonderful surprise to happen upon, on a hot day in Cork.
Posted at 18:09