ah, the moment of ghetto. I've had a few of these...in fact I believe the very first thread I made on genmay was about the Moments of Ghetto
Super Bowl 00, helping a friend of mine prepare for the party when we hear a sickening noise from the fridge. Damn thing dies and we have cases of drinks and food to keep cold. It's a Sunday, no one's gonna come fix a fridge at this hour so we do the only thing we could think of (aside from just turning the AC real low but we sobered up and realized how stupid that was).
Went to walmart about bought about a dozen cheap styrofoam coolers, filled 'em with ice and tossed everything in there. People came over to find us surrounded by coolers....getting rid of all that melted water was a pain in the ass.
Another moment of ghetto...I'd been in my first apartment for about two weeks when a kid's baseball smashed through my window. No worries, I gave him back his ball but I didn't feel like driving to home depot and replacing a window at 7 in the evening...but it was going to rain. So I got rid of the shards then folded up a towel and duct taped it to the window frame. Stayed like that for three days before I bothered replacing it.