Gloat, gloat, gloat

Speaks for itself really.

Mind you, I'm not quite sure what "smoke" means, and it's rather troubling me. You see, I'm in a coffee shop up on King Street, and the weather station that weatherunderground uses for Chuckton is right across the street from where I live (Dog shit Cannon Park). So I hope the "smoke" isn't anything to do with my house. I'm sure I turned off the cooker, I'm think I turned off the cooker, I hope I turned off the cooker...

Nervously scanning the sky for tell-tale plumes,

- Mr. Ed