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Um, so, well, you see, we had some Jerk Turkey Burgers for dinner. And, well, um, [shuffling feet], they were the kind that, while delicious, crumbled a bit into the grill. And, so, after they came off and we were busy putting plates together inside--you know where this is going, right?--those little bits of juicy turkey goodness decided to Combust. Shooting Flames. Wooden Fence. Holy Crap. Run! Go! Get! The! Fire! Extinguisher! After several blasting shots of compressed nitrogen, resulting in an upward cascading volcanic billow over the neighborhood, the blaze was adequately snuffed. The wooden fence? Saved! The grill? Maybe not so much.
Why is it always nice to picture other people having the same kind of life you have? I just moved my dining room table and chairs, pulled out the area rug underneath and took it to the deck and hosed it off. No, it is not the type of rug that can be hosed off. But, my dog, who is on steroids for an infection, did not make it to the door (for the umteenth time this week)and the big yellow stain didn't compliment the furniture. Sometimes I wonder what the neighbors think.
ReplyDeleteYikes. I started my kitchen on fire once and had to empty a fire extinguisher. So glad to have on hand, but not so glad about having to clean up the mess.
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