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I had that happen once. It was like opening a mass grave. The freezer was a chest unit--not too old at the time. I was poor as a church mouse and couldn't afford to, but I closed the lid, nearly barfed, then found a younger neighbor and gave him the damned thing provided he clean it out, dispose of the carnage inside, and get it the hell out of my garage. I have never looked back. Call Obama or Clinton campaign headquarters and tell them you have a perfectly good appliance you want to donate.
Russ
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