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After the "flamethrower incident" Tuesday, I expected a bit of sympathy from my family.
Mom was sympathetic, but I thought I detected an "I raised an idiot" undertone when I spoke to her on the phone.
Then yesterday, I opened my front door to discover that a package from my brother & sister-in-law had been delivered. Omaha Steaks. The sort of thing that must be grilled.
My own brother mocks me.
The little brother who should respect and admire me for too many reasons to mention here. Young whelp. No respect for his elders, none at all....
I'll show him, though. I'm not giving up my love affair with charcoal-fueled cooking... and as I chow down on those steaks, I'll have the last laugh! Muhwahahaha!
[Thanks for the nice gift, Brad & Holly.]
Posted by Russ at 06:10 PM, June 4, 2004 in Personal Stuff
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Seriously, check out the link I posted in the Playing With Fire comments. It's my new "Someday" item.
Posted by: Brian B at June 4, 2004 07:34 PM