Ok, so this one time when I was like 7, I decided it would be fun to play with fire. So, I got this toy I had and began taking it apart so that I can get to the wires.
Well, when I finally did so, I realised that we had some paper and alcohol sitting in the corner. So, I went over, grabbed the paper, lit it with the spark from the exposed wires and then dipped the falming end into a bowl of alcohol.
I was so mesmerised by the flame that I didn't even notice that I had put the toy down......Well, the wires got crossed and lit my bed sheet on fire. This scared the shit out of me, causing me to accidently knock the flaming bowl of alcohol over. (This is why I should never be unsupervised...especially no that I am chemistry major in college)
Well, I managed to get the fire out by pouring a bowl of water onto the sheet (I was smart enough to think of this). Needless to say, my grandmother gave me a good whuppin' when she came from work.
~Moral of the story: No matter how old your grandmother is, don't assume anything, she might still be able to swing a belt
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