Tracy is convinced the ice maker in our fridge is possessed.
Half the time it's not working and he is scared to death he'll have to live without ice,
and the other half of the time it's overproducing
to the point that ice cubes fall out when you open the freezer door.
We're living in the waxing stage right now.
These two chunks of ice cubes are fused together in two different ways.
Not much good for putting in glasses,
but how cool is that??
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