  I would love to share the story of our ice fiasco... We were sent to get ice by Brian's sister-in-law Rachel after we finished helping her with the food. So we treked down to the 7-11 and bought 6 bags of ice. We had 2 coolers so we figured it would be enough. WRONG!! As we were filling up the coolers Bri said, "Hey I think we need more ice. " I said, "OK. Go get some more. " So I gave him the keys to my beautiful Altima and he came back with 4 more bags(i think it was 4). So we finished loading the sodas and ice into the coolers when Brian says, "Oh shizzy. What about the beer? " I said "what beer? there is no beer here. " Brian replied that people were bringing beers. At this moment Rachel pops out of the door and we ask her about the beer. She said oh yeah. So we were shipped off again to Rite Aid to see if they had any coolers and some more ice.
But do they have it? Nooooo. Why would they? So we walked over to the liquor store in the same lot and they have ice and those crappy little coolers that couldn't even hold a 6 pack. So then we walk over to the Super Stop and Shop. They call it super for no apparent reason because they were sold out of coolers. If you were so super you would have more coolers in the back room! So at this point me and Brian were we even considering a garbage can to hold the beverages.
So we walk over to the dollar store in hopes of finding some sort of container but to no avail. So we go back to the house empty handed. We tell Rachel and Kevin that we couldn't find anything. So she says, "Well can't you go to the hardware store? " Two replies to this: 1. Why can't you go? 2. I've wasted enough gas(which is quite expensive nowadays) and time on your stupid party. Of course I'm not mean enough to say this to her face so we get suckered into going to the hardware store.
We get to the store and we don't see any freakin coolers. I remembered there were some containers outside so we check them out. They were 44 gallon rubber things so we called Rachel and she said get it. But we didn't know if we're supossed to take it inside or if they get it from the stock room or some crap. So Bri goes inside to ask and comes back outside to get me. I guess we were blinded by our rage but the coolers were sitting on top of one of the aisles. So we get the kid to take it down and we pay for this crate of evil by the drunken fat guy. We go back to the house and everyone is happy that we found a cooler and brought 6 more bags of ice.
But don't you know, their friend Danny brings a huge cooler later on filled with ice. So we went nuts for nothing. So lets tally up some things here: Total trips for ice/cooler- 4 Total amount spent on ice/cooler- about $60 Total amount of gas wasted- too much and i never got refunded for this. Sorry but a hot dog doesn't cut it. Total amout of drinks guzzled down to get rid of anger/headache- not enough 
