“What’s in box?” Brad Pitt asks Morgan Freeman’s character toward the end of the movie Se7en.
I sort of feel like that opening our freezer. I never know what I’ll find. I’ve never found a severed head ala Brad Pitt. But my wildlife biologist/fish culturist/hunter/angler husband has been known to store the odd critter in the frigid depths.
Today it was a pheasant wrapped in newspaper that he plans to have mounted. I’ve also stumbled across chicks, mice, big game capes, random fish parts and internal organs of various flavors.
I bet wives of accountants never have these problems. 🙂