
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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In a barn in the lakes, loads of mates, booze and the odd herb or two. Lighting farts. Mine weren't lighting so at the bequest of mates I downed the boxers for full lighting effect.
Being pissed etc, i wasn't so good with the lighter.
I set fire to my fecking pubes! I would not wish the image of looking down to see my sack on fire on anyone...
After dousing it with beer the damage was minimal. And people wonder why I always shave now...
( , Wed 9 Nov 2005, 13:26, Reply)
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