This weekend, I came home from the grocery store with a pint of Chocolate Fudge Brownie and couple DVD's I just rented from Blockbuster, and was looking forward to a nice lazy night on the couch. As I started to eat my ice cream, I noticed a strange "crunch" as I chewed some of the brownie bits, and then a wierd, very organic flavor. Looking into the pint, I saw what appeared to be some tiny little legs frozen into a brownie chunk...connected to a dead, frozen cockroach. Horrified, I spat out the ice cream, and called their customer service line. They were VERY, VERY RUDE to me, and called me a liar. The phone call degenerated into a screaming match with some guy who told me to go "Fuck Myself" before hanging up on me. What should I do next?