Speaking of flames

Brian is trying to quit smoking but was out of cigarettes last night so he went to the corner store to pick some up.
When he came home he said “You’ve got to come outside and look at this!”
So I did. And what did I behold, you may ask?
Our community dumpster, on fire. Well, smoking profusely.
I go to call 911, cause “FIRE!” thats what you do, right?
But Brian wouldn’t let me, instead he took a pig pot of water out and dumped in on the smoldering object. I followed once I had shoes on and we started using the pot and the big bowl I had brought out to pile snow on it.
And what was this smoldering object?
A charcoal grill.
A big one.
Yes. I know what you are thinking.
Who the hell puts an entire still hot charcoal grill into a trash container and then just calmly walks away?
I’ll probably never know.
I still think I should have called the fire department.

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