When I was around 20 a bunch of us lived together. My friend Laurie desided to make fries. I'm in my bedroom reading some King when I smell smoke? I jump up and run out of my room into the living room, Laurie and Paul are sitting there watching TV. Smoke is rolling off the ceiling and they are obvious to it. I run into the kitchen and smoke is rolling out of the oven, I open it and flames and smoke poke out. Seems Laurie grabbed a plastic tray for the fries. Let's say it was a melted plastic oven mess lol.
