A mystery...
- Thread starter Ardsgaine
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75renegade
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Um, ok, without even readin' all preceedin', looks like Nick-Slime on the gas grill................
Jus' curious 'bout the story behind.....
Gonna read the 'preceedin'' now. (lookin' fer an answer)?(
Jus' curious 'bout the story behind.....
Gonna read the 'preceedin'' now. (lookin' fer an answer)?(
unclehobart
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Has he tried feeding applesauce to the VCR yet?
Aunty Em
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unclehobart said:
No, no, that's pens, pencils, crayons, rolled up bits of paper, plastic figures. crisps(chips), chips(french fries), dog biscuits, cat biscuits.... The list is endless of the fun things kids like to feed the VCR!
Those things that lock the slot are a godsend, I suggest you invest in one!
Ardsgaine
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He can't actually reach the VCR yet. By the time he gets that tall, he should be smart enough to program it.
As for exactly what happened, it went like this. At some time during the evening, unbeknownst to us, Levi put the frisbee down in the broiler part of our gas oven. After the kids went to bed, Jan went into the kitchen to make brownies. (If we make them while they're awake, they expect us to share.) As the oven began to heat up, I asked her what the smell was. She said it was the oven. Okay... (She got the lion's share of that bottle of wine we were drinking.)
A few minutes later, the burning plastic smell had gotten really strong. I asked her if she was sure that there wasn't something in there burning. That's when it hit her that she should open up the oven and check, and she found the frisbee dripping between the grills of the broiler pan. It was a real mess to clean up.
This morning Levi was pointing at the oven like he wanted something from it. I took him to the garbage can and showed him the melted frisbee. He pointed at it and said, "hosh!" (hosh = hot in the Leviathan language)
Little shit...
As for exactly what happened, it went like this. At some time during the evening, unbeknownst to us, Levi put the frisbee down in the broiler part of our gas oven. After the kids went to bed, Jan went into the kitchen to make brownies. (If we make them while they're awake, they expect us to share.) As the oven began to heat up, I asked her what the smell was. She said it was the oven. Okay... (She got the lion's share of that bottle of wine we were drinking.)
A few minutes later, the burning plastic smell had gotten really strong. I asked her if she was sure that there wasn't something in there burning. That's when it hit her that she should open up the oven and check, and she found the frisbee dripping between the grills of the broiler pan. It was a real mess to clean up.
This morning Levi was pointing at the oven like he wanted something from it. I took him to the garbage can and showed him the melted frisbee. He pointed at it and said, "hosh!" (hosh = hot in the Leviathan language)
Little shit...
greenfreak
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PuterTutor said:Ardsgaine said:
:roflpip:
