Judy called this afternoon and was speaking in tongues. I had no idea what on earth she was talking about. I finally extracted out of her that she was attributing the Ronco Rotisserie to me that Kemp had just delivered to her. She was concerned, because now she claimed she had two Ronco Rotisseries, a matter about which she has dissembled for many years. I wish to absolve myself of sending my Ronco Rotisserie to her and, to prove said allegation, provide photographic evidence that my wonderful machine rests comfortably on the top shelf of my store room. There is some hanky-panky afoot here of which I have had no part. Judy and Kemp have collaborated on devious information in re: Ronco Rotisseries for years. Let this matter now be put to rest. However, Judy, if you need another Ronco Rotisserie, let me know. You could incinerate six chickens or three turkeys at a time. Life would be good. Dissembling never gets you anywhere.