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.
( , Thu 3 Nov 2005, 9:11)
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.
( , Thu 3 Nov 2005, 9:11)
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I set me dads knickers on fire. In a mate's parents' microwave.
My idea for his b-day pressie - him being a huge fan of the Game of Furry Yellow Balls - was a pair of knickers with tennis balls on the spot where... you get the idea.
It was his big day, I was running late and had painted two nice tennis balls on said undergarnment at a mate's parents place. the fabric paint just would not dry. so i put it in the microwave and went for a piss (or wank, can't remember).
Came back 2 minutes (could still be a wank - I was 17 then) later and the pants were on fire. actually no biggie, apart from the wasted and unusable present, but unfortunately the microwave was pitch black with soot on the inside.
And this is where my luck comes in: my mate's parents are both blind. I told him, but not them. They did not find out until their carer saw it. They blamed her. Woo!
( , Fri 4 Nov 2005, 12:21, Reply)
My idea for his b-day pressie - him being a huge fan of the Game of Furry Yellow Balls - was a pair of knickers with tennis balls on the spot where... you get the idea.
It was his big day, I was running late and had painted two nice tennis balls on said undergarnment at a mate's parents place. the fabric paint just would not dry. so i put it in the microwave and went for a piss (or wank, can't remember).
Came back 2 minutes (could still be a wank - I was 17 then) later and the pants were on fire. actually no biggie, apart from the wasted and unusable present, but unfortunately the microwave was pitch black with soot on the inside.
And this is where my luck comes in: my mate's parents are both blind. I told him, but not them. They did not find out until their carer saw it. They blamed her. Woo!
( , Fri 4 Nov 2005, 12:21, Reply)
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