2. Yesterday, as I waited at a light, the famous truck quit running. I was halfway home from downtown Orlando and not excited about pushing the bundle of joy. That's when a truck that ran fine drove up behind me and pushed me out of the intersection. I found out the gas gauge is less than accurate: apparently a quarter tank really means empty.
3. Since the pig turned out so well a couple months ago, I am trying to figure out how I can roast a turkey on a spit over a fire. I welcome suggestions.
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