Magicpole
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When I was at primary school, we found an old abandoned car. One of my pals decided to drop a lit match into the petrol tank.Can I just chip in by saying that using a vacuum cleaner to get the remaining petrol out of a carburettor I was servicing, was probably not the brightest idea I ever had. Electric motor, sparks, airflow, petrol and safety not being words that sit well in a sentence together.
The next day the teacher led the prayer for Brians hair and eyebrows to grow back soon. He was lucky as fuck.
Another time at a bonfire in my back garden, we put a sheet of 8 x4 of plywood on the roaring fire. It immediately stopped the flames and instead of shooting up the licked the edges. I noticed my pal getting agitated that the fire was not as it was. I saw him.m8ve about the fire and saud to myself, he's not going to lift it up surely?
He d8d and was engulfed in flames, he jumped back in time to avoid serious injury but the smell of burnt hair was thick. He was a trooper though and never made a fuss, hoping no one had seen it. I shouted over, you alright Raymond
Aye, fine. I think.i will just go up the road though. And off he went in shock and devoid of his fringe and eyebrows. It was a fucking pisscase.