Wet

Today, I took my ice pick and picked 200 pounds of ice from the freezer in the basement.
Unfortunately, I melted some of it, so I can't prove it.
I was chipping away (hi ho, hi ho), and I noticed on the back of the freezer door (who looks at the back of freezer doors anyway? You can't see them when they're closed), it said, "YOU IDIOT! You're supposed to let the ice MELT, not break it off with a chainsaw!!!!"
(Very perceptive freezer door, although a bit sensitive. I was using a chisel.)
I thought, "..."
And then I went back to work.
Then, the fridge fell over on top of me, rolled over, and trapped me inside, and I died.
UPDATE: Less than an hour after I finished, it started raining.
And HAILING.
It must mean something.