Fire Code Violations and Alice Cooper!
While sitting on the front porch, in my PJ's, looking like Alice Cooper, due to my lack of makeup removal the night before, I watched my husband tinker in the driveway with the car. I chuckle as a great big fire truck with all the ladders, drives by the house a couple of times, circling around our crescent. Suddenly stopping in front of our house.
One hot uniformed fireman gets out of the truck, 2 hot uniformed firemen get out of the truck, 3 hot firem... OMG!! Run for the door!
As I safely make it into the house, without being caught looking like a tossed up mess, I head straight to the front window. Why have they stopped? Just how many hot guys are there? What's going on? I start to worry about the front yard being loaded with flammable wood sculptures and my heart begins to pump through the roof. I'm breaking some kind of fire code!!
I hear my husband in the garage with the men, then in the back yard! Oh what could they possibly want?... A TOUR OF SCULPTURE LAND!!!!
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