Reminds me of the time I was living in a caravan on the central coast with a mate while working at Eraring Power Station. We were both going on Xmas holidays, so locked up everything. Just as we are about to leave, my mate says "Hang on", and being worried someone might steal the extension lead that powered the caravan, he grabs it and chucks it in the car boot.
Well, everything would have been fine, except it was summer, and except there was a frozen chook in the freezer. Two weeks later we return, and nearly vomit as we open the van.

The chicken has blown up, and the stench is unbelievable. After trying everything, we ended up chucking the fridge and buying another one.