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Thursday, August 19, 2021

And Now, Vince's Uncle Roberto On How To Defrost Your Freezer



 Whether you have an older or newer model of refrigerator and freezer, it's always a good idea to keep your freezer clear of frost. Not only can regular maintenance keep your freezer at peak performance, it can also give you room to store more food. Here are the simple steps to easily defrost a freezer:

1) Prepare the area around your fridge/freezer with towels that you don't mind getting a little dirty

2) Unplug your appliance, leave the door open and wait for the ice to melt on its own.

3) If you want to expedite the melting process, you can put a fan near your freezer to help it defrost.

And that's it! Plug your fridge/freezer back in, clean up the area, and you're ready to start using it again!

And speaking of cleaning up, I once drove a group fraternity brothers and a group of sorority sisters separately to a Greek event. And you know what? The sorority sisters were WAY messier, leaving the interior soaking wet with beer and with the floor littered with empties. Some people!

Well, at least they weren't driving drunk. Stay safe, kids!

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Let's Adjust The Sticky Balls Inside The EADJ Mail Sack!

This series of photos was submitted by Tom Weingard:

"We just returned from belgium, the land of edible dicks. I highly recommend it for Joel."






Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Fucking Hell.

"Hey Tiger, let's go for a walk," he said.
"Let's get some fresh air," he said.
He gets me up from a perfectly good nap near the radiator for "a walk," which actually turned out to be a quick drive Sears so he can watch "Finding Nemo" on Blu Ray rather than another grainy episode of "CSI" on his old-school standard TV.
Walk my ass.
And now I gotta poop something fierce, but he won't let me out of his lap because this is the part where Nemo meets Dory, voiced by the incomparable Ellen Degeneres.
I'm starting to think he's forgotten that he's not at home.
I remember Ellen Degeneres starring in a movie called "Mr. Wrong," where she played a straight woman who marries a psycho dude. Weird.
Well, at least it's nice and warm in here. Can't take a nap, though, because so many people (who smell terrible, by the way) keep walking by and saying how cute I am.
Can't poop. Can't sleep. And I've already seen "Finding Nemo" three times.
Fuck me.