Why don't you make Earl do the ironing for a change, Opal? Are you kidding? Think about it, a heavy, pointed, burning hot object full of steaming hot water … sitting precariously on a rickety, two-legged board and plugged into an electric outlet. You're right. A recipe for disaster.
What are we having for dinner tonight, Opal? My sister invited us over for dinner. Ugh! Do we have to? I hate sitting on her rickety old antique furniture. Hey, at your age, no matter where you sit you're sitting on a rickety old antique.