And then the Cops showed up...

Wait, let me back up a minute. Much like the imortal VeeDubber, I too
am dirt poor. Yep, its the "poor" part that keeps me on the dirt and
out of the air. Anyway, I was in the process of building the Wright
1902 glider which required single-piece steam-bent white ash ribs.
Well, being poor, I made my steamer from a propane burner, an old
crawfish pot, and a 10-foot chunk of 4" PVC. Most of this works was
proped up on one end by a cardboard box, and on the other end by a
purple ladder. Everything was going well, the rig was billowing steam,
I had just finished my ribs when... the Cop showed up.

Cop: Are you cookin' something?
Harry: nosir
Cop: WERE you cooking something?
Harry: nosir
Cop: Then uh...
Harry: sumthin' wrong officer?
Cop: somebody reported that you had somethin' out here making a lot of
smoke...
Harry: OH... it wasn't smoke.... (I said with a mad scientist tone)
Cop: Then what's with the...
Harry: It was STEAM! I'm making FLYING MACHINE PARTS! (wild look in
my eyes...) See, this rig is a steam box, and when you heat the
wood... and then... (cop starts backing down the driveway) ...and then
you... (cop is in the cruiser by now) BUT WAIT, I'm not FiniSHED!!!
Cop: yeah, uh... make yo' airplane parts man... speeds off in a vain
attempt to avoid the crazy flying machine guy