I have discovered that it is possible to hydroplane in rubber boots on a wet deck. Monday evening I was preparing to barbecue some lovely thick porkchops - despite the rain. I had just gotten it all fired up and put the potatos on to give them a head start. As I headed back inside I remembered I had forgotten to lower the cover on the barbecue.
I pivoted around and was smacked in the face by the deck that had somehow leapt up to meet me. I found myself rather puzzled by this turn of events so I decided I should probably stay still and contemplate just what had happened.
After a few moments of embracing the cool wet wood I went inside and suggested to my sister Gwendolyn that she might want to take over cooking the chops. I stayed inside and made a salad and of course applied some ice to my head.
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