Playing with Fire...Literally
The group I used to hang about with at school had a penchent for flamable things which involved us bringing in petrol in those garden squirty things, thinking we could have a flame thrower fight. What fun we thought. Until the first time we tried it, my mate Graeme (Hi mate if your reading this) forgot to change the nozzle and so had it on mist. So it was squirted and a lit match put underneath. A huge ball of flame suddently engulfed the plastic bottle, full of petrol. Whoops we thought.. perhaps slightly stronger than that and with a flurry it was chucked under the nearest terrapin. ( portacabins they are called these days) This was of course a fucking stupid thing to do because A: They are made of wood and B: underneath is lots and lots of dry grass, ripe to be catching fire. Arse thinks us and dives under it to try and put it out with the beating of hands etc. Fortunately we were able to do so. Thinking back now, WHY did not only we try to cause a rather large explosion by thinking that a plastic bottle full of petrol would be a fun toy but more importantly, why did we think that crawling under a wooden building, inches away from a potential deathtrap was a good idea... fun times!
(scowners shagged his mum on, Mon 2 Feb 2009, 12:56, Reply)