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Originally Posted by Moses
My mom was a wonderful person but an abysmal cook. One day she complained that the timer on the oven had quit working. I said, "What's the problem? The smoke alarms still work". I was serious. Our call to the dinner table was generally preceded by billowing smoke and mumbled cursing.
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so that was the origin of all that smoke south of town
I though it was the reefers at Rossmoor