Three dead bats, in a zip lock bag.
A big blue penis. I later learned that it was an ice-mold and the resulting ice penis was for a party punch bowl.
Another vote for car keys. I had lost them about a week earlier, and finally had (painfully) re-duplicated the set. How did I put them in the freezer?
I think this wins the thread. Especially since you got fun out of it.
Before self defrosting freezers were a thing, my mom accused everyone in the house of stealing her hair dryer. Each one of us were interrogated, cross examined and threatened within an inch of our lives. Dad ended up finding it in the freezer and suddenly mom remembered that she was trying to defrost the freezer and the phone rang. I never understood how she could have unplugged it, wrapped up the cord and set it in the freezer without realizing it.
A dirty diaper. My then 3 year old grand daughter was asked to take her brothers soiled diaper and put it in the trash in the garage to avoid stinking up the house. She apparently thought the small chest freezer in the garage would be a good place for it. The good part was frozen dirty diapers don’t stink.
It’s not odd because we do it on purpose, but we keep documents like passports and such in the outside chest freezer. Supposedly they are safer from fires there because of the insulation. (The passports don’t expire any slower, unfortunately).
My father kept the cash box for his business in the freezer to hide it from burglars. When my then-girlfriend/currently-wife had her apartment robbed, all they stole was a can of frozen orange juice. The cops said lots of people keep jewelry there. (She didn’t).
Regards,
Shodan
We have a second freezer in the garage, and my wife once sent me out to get a chicken. I opened the door, and screamed slightly…front and center, at my height and facing me, was a pig’s head.
Next to it were four trotters.
Turns out we went in shares on a pig, and my wife was the only one who knew what to do with the odd bits.
While the dolphin was a top contender, I gotta say the poopy diaper for the win!
~VOW
Well…I put them there. Other people found them.
(1) A dead bat,* which my cat caught and brought into the house. I called somebody official to see if I could find out if this bat had rabies. They said to put it in the refrigerator until somebody could come and get it, but I didn’t like the idea of a dead bat in my refrigerator. For some reason putting it in the freezer seemed better. Although the people who eventually showed up to take it and test it didn’t think it was better.
(2) A pair of wool socks. After a hard day on my feet I ilked to put said feet into a cold, cold pair of socks. My husband thought I’d lost my mind, until I explained.
(3) “You wouldn’t believe how big those hailstones were. Look, I’ve saved one.”
A friend of mine used to keep her credit card frozen in an ice tray, so if she wanted to use it, she had to let it thaw out first, giving her time to think if she really, really wanted to use that credit card. Frozen assets!
That’s easy. The hair dryer was in a stowed condition when she went to fetch it. She brought it to the freezer and opened the door when the phone rang, which was when she set it down inside, closed the door, and commenced to have a conversation that was a lot more interesting than the chore she was putting off.
Not my freezer, but the one in the kitchen at my office. A dead badger. Scooped up from the road by a revolting ex-colleague on her way into work that morning. She intended to take it home and cook it and thought that stashing it in the freezer all day would be the socially acceptable thing to do.
IT STANK!
I married to an Asian. I gave up trying to decide what was in our fridge or freezer years ago.
(That’s the food in the freezer, dammit. Not my wife.)
A vial of Motown record producer Barry Gordy’s blood.
What do I win?
Kitten. The kids were playing hide and seek with them and this one didn’t get found, not in time anyways, it was solid as a rock. I took it out to bury it and got distracted. Came back to find them waving a hair drier at it while giving it CPR.
For several months I had my neighbour’s cat in my freezer. Said feline was put down over the winter and buried when the ground thawed.
We have on two separate occasions had dead guinea pigs in the freezer.
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died suddenly in January. Ground too frozen solid to dig a grave in the backyard. Kids would not hear of a more pragmatic “Tuesday is trash day” approach.
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Died suddenly a few hours after we left town for a 5 day weekend. Neighbor’s daughter was petsitting and we got an email from her mom saying “guinea pig in cage, eyes open, not moving”. Poor kiddo!!! I had to ask the mother to go and put the departed piggy in a bag in the freezer… as coming home to a 5-day-dead pet would NOT have been good.
Of course in both cases, it wasn’t so much “finding” as “knowing it was there”.
My husband is an entomologist, ive found so many weird and wonderful stuff in the fridge and freezer.
Cecil and Ray-O-Vac say it’s mostly an urban legend and not worth it.
Doesn’t that bug you?
My car keys, wallet, and glasses.
My children had just learned about pulling pranks.