
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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my brand new Star Trek t-shirt to a club, being all cool (what on earth was I thinking?), a good ten years ago, I was sixteen.
Anyway, I got a seat at the bar, where candles were lit. While talking with a mate, I suddenly got violently hit in the back by the barman. Turns out my brand new shirt caught fire and I spent the rest of the night with a gaping whole in my shirt.
I realise this isn't a very amusing story, but it was the first thing I remembered, but the whole concept of wearing a Star Trek t-shirt, because I thought that would be very cool, is funny to me.
( , Sat 5 Nov 2005, 0:21, Reply)
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