Tell me what you really think.
Even when hot you cannot be mean.
May I tip my hat to the great Bil Keane?
I like your use of hyperbole;
Ida Know, Nobody, and Not Me?
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wooie, I remember the late 60's early 70's --- getting my tongue stuck to the ice tray as a kid - and having to crack that handle to remove the ice ...
Sounds like a day out for a cheeseburger and fries.
Would now be a good time to share with you how much I adore hot weather? No, I didn't think so.
Perhaps I could just fill up an ice cube tray for you?
Crazed ice lady. 
I know for a fact that the last time we were home, Zappa pulled a tray out and was doused in ice water because he expected the tray to have ICE in it, not water. Personally, once an ice tray has been 'activated', it is not refilled until it is empty. Which is why I like to keep three ice trays going at all times. The 'used' one is on top, and when it is emptied, it gets refilled and moved to the bottom of the stack, where it can harm no one. Now that I don't live under your ice-tyrrany any longer, I am free to do things in a sensible way in my own apartment. So there.
And furthermore, there is not enough ice in Antarctica to get your house to a reasonable temperature. One should never have to sweat in one's own home. Blech. Have you considered starting a greenhouse business? You could grow tropical plants in your living room. If you guys don't crank up the AC, tiny monkeys are going to begin evolving on your house plants.
And, even tiny monkeys have been known to fling poo. That's no way to live, with tiny monkeys flinging poo at you as you cross you living room.
That scares me about the ice maker, since we have one. Eek. I have a 17 year old who drinks up my soda but never puts new ones in the fridge to chill. She also doesn't return fingernail clippers or tweezers to their rightful positions where I can find them. So, how are you going to punish yourself?
The ice cube tray, the empty roll of toilet paper left on the holder, the milk jug with only a drop of milk left...I have only myself to blame for all of them in my house. And yet, I still throw a hissy every time I realize I've done it to myself again.
Oh man, if you can't afford the central AC you gotta get a window unit and head the whole clan into that room.
What a barbaric situation.
Rubbermaid also sells a plastic bin for ice. Empty the cubes everytime into the container, refill the tray and reinsert. Or go bold and freeze 3 trays, empty and refill - a backup for those forgetful moments, or the kids all the time!
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