Fire!We were all in my aunt's kitchen at the back of her huge rambling Victorian house. I was only small and had wandered off to go to the loo, but given up after finding the hall full of smoke. "That was quick," my mum said after a few minutes. "Yes - it's all smoky," I replied.
I've never seen adults move so fast.
So, like my cousin who'd managed to set fire to the roof, tell us your fire stories.
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chthonic, Thu 3 Nov 2005, 9:11)
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Not a fire but it got very hot.Whilst in halls at Uni one flatmate had a penchant for collecting/stealing strange objects.
Anyway he had acquired this pickled dog foetus in a jar which was pretty revolting.
Before we went out one night he placed it on a lampshade next to the bed of a girl we lived with, thinking it would be funny for her to roll in drunk, get into bed and be greeted by a deceased baby dog in a jar.
Problem was, the lampshade was on and while we were out it heated up ths jar to the point that it COOKED the foetus and then EXPLODED, covering the poor girls pillow with weird pickling juice and a shrivelled up tiny dog.
She wasn't best pleased.
(, Thu 3 Nov 2005, 11:47, Reply)
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