She had an old gas heater that was up on 4 or 5 inch legs. She had brought a runt piglet home from her farm (and evidently left it run loose in her house) and it crawled under the aforementioned heater while she was shopping. When the thermostat kicked on and fired the burner, Pinky couldn't get out without burning his back, so he just stayed there and cooked. He was crispy, so she must have been shopping quite a while. That's what I mean - she just wasn't right.
Chickens have but one hole, to poop or lay an egg.
When that hole is plugged, for Chickenlax they beg!
Chickenlax.
I wish I remebered more of the jingles, but it HAS been 24 years!
OMGosh...just a ton of material from that one neighbor...poor piglet. I am sure that while you were living next to this woman it was annoying....but what stories! What would we all do without people who "just aren't right" to entertain us.