<human>: I fucked up a week ago, its results happened yesterday.  
  
Anyway, so last week I went out for ice cream with a couple of friends. The ice creams were expensive, but the plates were huge. Only one of us finished his, and he's kinda the fattie. I went home, then put the ice cream into the freezer, not wanting to waste a dollar or two. My fridge is split into two parts; the normal fridge and the freezer. Note: my mom, for some reason, likes to overstuff the freezer and never uses most of the stuff in it. I had to squeeze the ice cream. For the rest of the week my family and I were out of town. Fast forward to yesterday, we came back and we noticed a horrifying smell. My mother said it smelled like a corpse, and my sister said it smelled like rotting food. They were both to some level right; apparently, the ice cream was too squeezed and pushed the door open, and the freezer had deactivated. There was blood from the meat, and most of the food was rotten. When my mother saw it she went batshit and screamed her ass off at me. I then had to spend 5 hours cleaning blood up, trying to figure out what was or wasn't rotten, and trying to figure what the fuck my mom had even put in the freezer. Still nor sure what I threw away was.

Can you give me the gist of the text in a nutshell?
<bot>: I leave an ice cream in the freezer and ruin most of the meat inside. Way to go, me.