m Ransley wrote:
Once I heard some noise in my chimney, so I looked in and saw a coon. I
started a newspaper fire and he crawled right up and out, I went back
in thinking he left, went out again and he was nowhere. Again I heard
noise in the chimney and the papers were still smoking, I looked up and
there he was so I lit a big fire with gasoline and wood, well he went
up but would not leave the chimney till I took my garden hose and got
him wet, those coons just dont like a garden hose but sure are stubborn
critters.


When was this? Back in the 60's, I guess?

Are you back into the LSD again?