OMG!! lol I was trying to read these stories to Harvard, and I was laughing so hard, he just kept saying "What? What?" over and over again. He was laughing hysterically, too, but he couldn't even understand what I was saying! He went and got me tissues to wipe my eyes with while I tried to control myself. Good Lord, that was farkin' funny.
In the meantime, I went back out to find the smoker at a cool 100* and I said what the fark is going on here now??? Apparently, some of the coals weren't really butted up well to the rest of the stuff that pretty much burned itself out over the coarse of the last 6 hours (who takes more than 6 hours to cook a fattie??) and I needed to disassemble the whole farkin' thing to rearrange the coals. I cannot believe this is still the same original load of lump I put in the smoker for my first cook a month ago. Well, when last I looked, the smoker is back together again, the meat is back on, and I actually have blue smoke drifting out the top vents.
I had to laugh when I read the part of the Grand Poobah's story where he's standing there in the middle of his disaster thinking to himself, "I gotta get a picture of this!" I've been taking photos right along of everything, including the chittin' turkey vultures that tried to steal the farkin' fattie while my back was turned! This is gonna be one to tell my grandkids one day. lol