Figuratively. Not literally. You can't put a gas grill inside a doghouse, unless you want to burn up your Mansion. Not to mention the doghouse.
We've had GassyG Jr for several years, ever since the original GassyG stopped working/rusted out/fell out of favor with Farmer H. Much delicious food has been grilled on GassyG Jr, from burgers to pork steaks to hot dogs to regular steaks to bratwursts to chicken to sausage patties. Never a problem. Farmer H enjoys grilling, sitting in the metal mesh chair on the side porch, sipping an adult beverage, talking to the dogs.
NOW there's a problem. At least according to Farmer H. He brought in the hamburgers and sausage patties on Sunday, proclaiming
"That grill is so hot! It burned the hair off my arms! That's crazy! Next time, I'm gonna get my griddle working, and I can just put stuff on there."
Of course. Because it's a new (to him) gadget, so Farmer H must use it. He brought it home a while back, and put it on the porch, against the house, on the garage side. He has not yet tried it. Has not yet seasoned his griddle. He assumes it will work, once he hooks up the propane tank to it.
Farmer H said the problem was that there were so many sausage patties, and the fat flamed up. Obviously GassyG Jr's fault, heh, heh! So now he'll experiment with the griddle.
I'm pretty sure Farmer H has one of every gadget imaginable. Or is still actively looking for the handful he might be missing.
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