Back in 1996, my friends and I came home from the bars in sorry shape. Put some tater tots in the oven around 1am. I was awakened the next morning my a fireman in full gear entering my room and hollering at me, fire alarm screaming (but I didn't wake up from that), smoke filled in the apartment...
And the fireman said with disgust, 'Your tater tots are done!'
The things were like black tick tacks. It was just before I moved out of that place, and basically, the furniture was ruined due to smoke damage...and the landlords didn't give us back our damage deposit.
I had to dry clean all of my clothes to get the stench out.
And the fireman said with disgust, 'Your tater tots are done!'
The things were like black tick tacks. It was just before I moved out of that place, and basically, the furniture was ruined due to smoke damage...and the landlords didn't give us back our damage deposit.
I had to dry clean all of my clothes to get the stench out.