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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The Dragon
I had a friend who's party piece was entitled, "The Dragon." For this you require:
1 Butane Lighter
1 Mouth
1 Mate of Little Brain
The idea is you take a mouthfull of the Butane from the lighter, then breathe it out over the (now lit) lighter. You get a small amount of fire coming from your mouth, hence the dragon.
Anyway, he hadn't done this for several months (having grown up since his days at uni) and was persuaded to do it one night. One thing had changed since the last time he'd done it:
He now had a beard.
I say had as the resulting flames from his lips caught his whiskers and left the pub with a delightful smell of burning hair and bruised ego.
The Dragon now sleeps, until the next evening Tequila is bought...
( , Fri 4 Nov 2005, 15:39, Reply)
I had a friend who's party piece was entitled, "The Dragon." For this you require:
1 Butane Lighter
1 Mouth
1 Mate of Little Brain
The idea is you take a mouthfull of the Butane from the lighter, then breathe it out over the (now lit) lighter. You get a small amount of fire coming from your mouth, hence the dragon.
Anyway, he hadn't done this for several months (having grown up since his days at uni) and was persuaded to do it one night. One thing had changed since the last time he'd done it:
He now had a beard.
I say had as the resulting flames from his lips caught his whiskers and left the pub with a delightful smell of burning hair and bruised ego.
The Dragon now sleeps, until the next evening Tequila is bought...
( , Fri 4 Nov 2005, 15:39, Reply)
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