Originally Posted by Smack dat

I remember back in the day when i used to do factory work. My colleagues and I were playing hide and seek.
I decided to hide at the back of a freezer. It was one of those huge industrial-sized ones.
Anyway, I was ok to start with but I started to slip down towards the floor. The freezer was maybe 10' high.
I couldn't stop myself but got wedged about half way down.

About 2 minutes later my chums came looking for me, or course they couldn't find me, I was too well hidden.
Eventually, they started to call out me name "Smack dat" "Smack dat" they called.

I couldn't answer because the freezer was compressing my chest, making shouting impossible. Plus, I was really really thirsty.
They eventually stopped looking, thinking I had gone home.

I spent a week behind that freezer, living off of condensation and bugs.

Luckily, the store was due for demolition, the contractors came in, moved the freezer and found me hiding behind it.

One of the cunts even shouted "ha ha found you!"