I nearly Burnt my Parents business to the ground
Many years ago I lived above a pub, my folks were landlord and landlady, one day a week they had a night off and on this night I decided that it would be a great idea to play with Nail varnish remover, matches and a plastic army tank

Follwing several successful torchings of the plastic tank on my window ledge outside the window, I managed to catch the bottle of nail varnish remover alight.

Being a stupid kid and not thinking I panicked and rather then drop the bottle of burning liquid onto the street below, for some reason I threw it back into my bedroom, spraying hot burning liquid across most of my bedroom in the process.
Meanwhile my sister was watching TV in the lounge room and starts to smell burning, she then decides to investigate, as she leaves the living toom, she see me running to the kitchen screaming that I have set my bedroom on fire.

My sister follows me to the kitchen (all on one floor remember) to grab whatever pots and pans are to hand, fill them with water and put out the flames

anyway we managed not to destoy the pub and cause the deaths of the regular drinkers, we decided to cover the scorch marks with a rug and hope that my folks never noticed


I still remember being dragged out of bed and being beaten by my father. Ahhh happy days :)

There is another story too but that doen't directly involve me
(Twisted_firestormer, Tue 2 Mar 2004, 18:59, Reply)