Holy buttery crapnuggets. Sorry for all the delays, I forgot which day was which, it was one of those weeks, etc.
But you should be mollified, because I have introduced you to Deathfridge. Born one night as Emily rocked out to Mastodon while cooking curry, Deathfridge will continue to threaten every houseguest with his spiny teeth and metaler-than-thou attitude. His soul is blacker than the week-old chinese food it evolved from. Hail, Deathfridge!