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Livy said that the young slave-boy Servius Tullius was seen asleep with fire round his head. This was taken by Tanaquil, the queen, as a sign that he would become king. Plutarch writes that the same thing happened to the young Romulus (founder of Rome). In Homer's Iliad, flames are seen round the head of Achilles. You're pretty special! |
No worries Oswald, I've set myself on fire many a time. Somtimes it was on pourpose sometimes not. The point is, shit happens, and sometimes its on fire when it does. |
i ran through the adjoining freshman bio class with my hands blazing, screaming like a madman. it's hard to understand the free reign i was given back then. i'm glad your head is ok, ozzy. |
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While it was sitting in the back of the rental van. That was pretty funny. In hindsight. |
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NOTE: This is for pure educational questioning. That and what kinda stupid fucks do things like that, I mean when we were a kid we use to throw rotten crab apples at each other, but then again it was at each other, we'd stop when cars went by and we never threw them at people who weren't playing the game with us... Fuck other peoples children. |
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i said: "oh....fire." and dumped my can of Pepsi on it, an walked away. See, if there had been a spider on the wall instead of a flaming kitchen device, i would have run screaming. That really sums me up right there. the moral is, always carry Pepsi. (p.s. a few years ago i saw Dave Barry perform the same 'flaming poptart' trick on Letterman. It's not funny, Barry. It's not fucking funny) |
We used to make tennis ball cannons from tennis ball cans taped to a broomstick. You'd use about 5 or 6 cans which had their tops & bottoms cut out with a can opener, and then the bottom can would be a beer can which you opened with a bottle opener in 3 or 4 places on the top, and poked a hole in the side near the bottom. All these would be taped together to line up, then taped to the broomstick. You'd pour a shitload of lighter fluid in the beer can, load a tennis ball in, light it, and damn if that fucker didn't take off. |
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Anyway,she's now back at my facility,and she wanted to have a 1:1 talk with me the other night.So I go into her room,and ask her whats up?And she is talking about how the neighborhood people taunt her,calling her devil woman,hoo-doo,voo-doo queen,etc.And she doesn't like it. So I felt that a dose of reality orientation was in order.[after all,this was her second time setting herself on fire]. So I point out,that setting one's self on fire,is a rather strange thing to do,and it scares people.I then mention,that,as a matter of fact,she is the only person I have ever known,who has done this. As she contemplates this,I get my nerve up,and ask her,"doesn't it hurt to set yourself on fire?" [I always assumed that people were in such a deep psychosis,when they do these things,that they did not feel the pain.] She looks up at me,like I am the crazy one,and replies,"Shit yeah!It hurts like a mother-fucker". Go figure. |
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