[ comes the whiny don't-wake-me-up-mom call of one Mr. Burnside as he forces himself awake. Doing so becomes a lot easier once he becomes aware of the smoke and the smell of something burning. He's quick to fling himself from the couch onto his feet, take one look at the fire, then -- ]
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[ comes the whiny don't-wake-me-up-mom call of one Mr. Burnside as he forces himself awake. Doing so becomes a lot easier once he becomes aware of the smoke and the smell of something burning. He's quick to fling himself from the couch onto his feet, take one look at the fire, then -- ]
Angel, the blankets! Now!