It’s been a frigid winter, and our outdoor garbage bin has gotten the worst of it. It’s stood immobile on our back deck for months now, entirely filled with frozen ice.

Matt, being the monkey he is, flipped the whole thing over the other day to see if we could empty the can. Instead we found Canada’s most epic beer cooler.

I wanted to put fish in it, actually. But I figured I’d rather not deal with the psychos running PETA, and beer is just more fun anyway.

I suppose we should wash off those cans before consumption.