On Fri, 12 Mar 2021 21:46:34 -0800, Leo >
wrote:

>This is a true story.
>Yesterday, I boiled some beef chunks along with BtB and a small can of tomato
>sauce for beef stew. One section of my side fence had five slats knocked out
>by the neighbor kid kicking balls against it, so I decided to hammer them
>back into place.
>I gathered the materials together along with a old scissor chair, so I could
>pull out nails and staples while sitting down before banging the slats into
>the fence again. I gathered the slats and sat down on the chair, ripped right
>through and found myself smooshed on the bottom of the scissor in a fetal
>position with my legs straight up in the air.
>I was in a clamp with nobody around.
>I panicked for a couple of minutes, strained a third of the way out of the
>clamp, and rocked side-to-side until I fell onto the grass, extricated
>myself, pulled out the nails from the slats, fixed the fence, discarded the
>chair and announced to the women that we would be eating fast-food.
>We had beef stew tonight.
>
>leo
>
Beware of chairs. I've always known that chairs will bite!
Janet US