We Expect Thanks For This

All of you people who detest mowing lawns owe us a real debt of gratitude. The next time your significant other or officials in the city, town or village you live in demand that you cut your lawn all you have to do is point to this post. Your troubles are over and any talk of mowing of lawns is finished. All you have to say it: "I'm sorry, I can't mow the lawn. I don't want to burn down the house."

(Danny) Fendley was trying to start the mower in the garage of his two-story brick home in this Atlanta suburb when the machine burst into flames. Before he could extinguish the fire, it had spread through the garage.

Then his wife tried to toss a can of gasoline out a window as the blaze spread, but she missed, spreading the fuel "everywhere," Fendley said.

The flames engulfed the house in less than a minute. The couple escaped without serious injury.

Remember, kids, don't try this one at home. Go to a friend's house.