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I grew up with pressure cookers. My Dad tells this tale. He once invited a homeless man home to eat and had to leave to get one more thing for their dinner, telling the man not to touch the pressure cooker. Of course being exceptionally hungry he did not obey my father and had to open the cooker. My father returned home to find his stew on the ceiling and every place else and the poor man cowering in a corner saying "The **** thing blew up on me!"
That's funny! hehe