Have you ever started a fire?
I went to sleep with candles burning - woke up to a circle of flame on the rug. Thought, "Tits. Better put the rug in the bath and turn the taps on." TIP: Don't put a burning rug into a fibre glass bath. I caused about £5000 of damage to the house and was coughing up smoky black phlegm for a few weeks. Can you beat that?
( , Tue 2 Mar 2004, 17:48)
I went to sleep with candles burning - woke up to a circle of flame on the rug. Thought, "Tits. Better put the rug in the bath and turn the taps on." TIP: Don't put a burning rug into a fibre glass bath. I caused about £5000 of damage to the house and was coughing up smoky black phlegm for a few weeks. Can you beat that?
( , Tue 2 Mar 2004, 17:48)
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rats cocks!
Once whilst dozing off in a slumber a friend of mine realised that there was an ember still burning on a candle that he had lit for a bit of atmos. Thinking that the candle would extinguish itself he comtentedly nodded off. He awoke soon after with the acrid smell of smoke filling his lungs. His wall was on fire. He immediately ran to his little brothers room to get him out of the house (his parents were on holiday). After his bro was safe and sound he brazenly ran back in to attempt to tackle the flames. By the time he was back in the house the whole sencond floor was ablaze. Dejectedly and with a cancerous fear growing inside him he walked back to his brother on the street. By this time the fire brigade had been called and all the neighbours were streaming out of their houses to see what all the commotion was about.
As he watched his parents house burn to the ground, by his hand, a neighbour timidly approached him and asked if he'd like a change of clothes. It was only then that he realised, he had nowt but a t-shirt on with his shame swinging gently in the cool night air. Christ. Hate that. Two nightmares twisted into one sickening reality.
( , Thu 4 Mar 2004, 12:56, Reply)
Once whilst dozing off in a slumber a friend of mine realised that there was an ember still burning on a candle that he had lit for a bit of atmos. Thinking that the candle would extinguish itself he comtentedly nodded off. He awoke soon after with the acrid smell of smoke filling his lungs. His wall was on fire. He immediately ran to his little brothers room to get him out of the house (his parents were on holiday). After his bro was safe and sound he brazenly ran back in to attempt to tackle the flames. By the time he was back in the house the whole sencond floor was ablaze. Dejectedly and with a cancerous fear growing inside him he walked back to his brother on the street. By this time the fire brigade had been called and all the neighbours were streaming out of their houses to see what all the commotion was about.
As he watched his parents house burn to the ground, by his hand, a neighbour timidly approached him and asked if he'd like a change of clothes. It was only then that he realised, he had nowt but a t-shirt on with his shame swinging gently in the cool night air. Christ. Hate that. Two nightmares twisted into one sickening reality.
( , Thu 4 Mar 2004, 12:56, Reply)
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