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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Are you Neil ArmstrongMany years ago, I travelled Down South to a mate's party: I'd been at work at 6am, and all I'd had to eat all day was a bacon sarnie at about 8am. Drinking a bottle of neat Pernod on arrival, coupled with several pints of Guinness probably wasn't the smartest of moves.
I awoke to find myself passed out in an armchair, confused because I didn't remember leaving the pub. I could see a group of mates sat around, with Post Its on their foreheads. Turned out that they were playing the guessing game - my own Post It evidently said "Mr Pissed".
I was discussing this with my mates a couple of years later, and we were laughing at how drunk I was.
"I must have been smashed, because I could swear that at one point I woke up and Ian's shirt was on fire. I must have been hallucinating really badly. Hahahahahahahahahahahaha".
"Erm, it was on fire. You weren't the only one who was pissed".
(, Fri 4 Nov 2005, 14:49, Reply)
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