One of my daughter's wedding presents was a toaster oven.   Soon after the honeymoon, she and her husband tried it out.  Almost immediately, smoke billowed out of the toaster.

"Get the owner's manual!" my daughter's husband shouted.

"I can't find it anywhere!" cried my daughter a short time later.

"Oops!" came a voice from the kitchen.  "Well, the toast is fine, but the owner's manual's burned to a crisp."

 

*Thanks to Pastor Tim for this joke!*

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*Eye Laugh*

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