Sylvia See on thu 24 apr 97
Hi all;
I am surprised at how many folks have their kilns in their house. From my
experience, I have a vented skutt which I had to move out of my studio to a
walled off section in my garage as the fumes were killing my canaries and
making me feel ill. I could certainly still smell and taste the fumes.
Sylvia See Claresholm, Alberta sylviac@telusplanet.net
The golden years have come at last, I cannot see, I cannot pee,
I cannot chew, I cannot screw. My memory shrinks, my hearing stinks.
No sense of smell, I look like hell. My body drooping, got trouble pooping.
The golden years have come at last, The golden years can kiss my Ass.
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