I keep catching my house on fire in different ways.

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waller

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So today I wanted to steam some vegetables. After I got it all set up, I put the pan on the stovetop and left the room. Then I accidentally forgot all about it. About a half hour later, I start to smell a weird burning smell. I jump up and run to the kitchen, only to find that the plastic handle on top of the pot had melted all over the place.

I turned off the stove, turned on the fan (it blows air out of the kitchen), turned on the water, and grabbed some hot pads. Oh my jeeze... I think there'd been a fire inside the goddamn pan. It was so scary though... Blech.

Anyway, then just seconds before I picked up the laptop to write this, I blew out a candle that'd melted on the coffee table, and a part of the wick flew off and onto the carpet, and almost started burning. I think it burnt a hole in the carpet, actually. Maybe my mom won't notice. Ha ha. :S

But yeah... that's my story about burning shit and the like. :sad:
 
Wow. Quite a streak of bad luck. Oh well, things can turn around at any time! Just don't do more than attempt to burn the place down!
 
I am SO there with you, Sugar.

Just the other day, at around 6am, I'm up and getting ready for work. I've taken a shower and sat down at my computer for my morning interwebnetting. I get up, ready to walk out the door and I smell this plastic burning. I IMMEDIATELY go check my computer. Everything there is kosher.

I walk out into the living room, very confused, wondering where this smell is coming from. I think it's my neighbors. I'm planning on going to tell them, waking them up. I get to the door and look back. The cat has knocked the basking light from my snake cage, onto the floor, BULB DOWN.

There are flames and lots of smoke. Carpet burning smoke. I throw water on it and all is good, minus the HUGE black hole in the carpet, lol.

To think that I ALMOST walked out of that fucking door. If I had, I would have come home to ashes. Fucking scary.

I do the same thing you do. I leave the oven/stove on, I leave candles and incense burning... :happysad:

Well, I wish you luck so that you may not burn your house down. :thumbsup:
 
Well at least you attempted to clean everything up afterwards.

I'm sure there's plenty of people who would just freak out and end up making an even bigger mess or trying cleaning it with their bare hands and get send to the hospital with 2nd degree burns.
 
One time Jude's dad started cooking eggs, completely forgot about them and went out to mow the lawn. About half an hour later, Jude and her mom came home and the stove was on fire.
 
I'm not allowed to use the toaster oven anymore. I always catch bread on fire. I already burned up two toasters and almost did it again this weekend when I was toasting a bagel for my bf. I'm so fired.
 
Once, I accidentally emptied an ashtray before a cigeratte had been fully put out. Went into my office to play on the compy, and smelled burning plastic. I checked my compy, and then opened my door to the rest of the house, and there was black smoke everywhere...

Mainly just the top of the garbage can and the plastic garbage bag burnt, but the smoke was so thick! It just looked scarier than it was. Strange thing was all my white plastic bowls in the cabinets turned this weird tea color, and they won't get white again.
 
Here's another good one, actually the exact OPPOSITE of fire, but I did almost flood my house as a teenager.

I was going to be a good kid, and do the dishes for my parents. I was 11 or 12 at the time.

I started the hot, soapy dish water, then went into the living room to watch TV. My friend called and wanted to ride bikes with me in the neighborhood. I joined her. I came back home and sat back down on the couch.

My step-dad comes home from work and yelled, "HOLY SHIT!" I jump up to see what's wrong. Needless to say, I forgot about the water running. There was an inch or more of water in the kitchen. It soaked through the living room walls into the carpet. They had to tear up the carpet and dry it out.

Oh law, was I in trouble for THAT one. :D
 
I wouldn't feel too much of a jinx about it. At least you caused that little kuffuffle by accident: my sister on the other hand managed to almost set fire to her room through sheer stupidity. She's gone mad for candles and her most recent addition was one particular candle with a - wait for it- a load of tree bark surrounding the outside and with a wooden base... who the fuck designed the that thing!? Anyways, you can imagine the rest. What's more funny is how she decided to put the fire out...She poured 3 litres (the whole vegetable pan) of water across the shelf (where the candle was) and managed to completely saturate all her books and the plasterboard on the ceiling on the floor below.

And even funnier than that; is why the fuck didn't she just use the bloody fireblanket right next to the vegetable ban!!?? Women! :happysad:
 
I can tell you from personal experience that a fire extinguisher makes as much of a mess, if not more than, an actual fire.
 
Especially when using the wrong type of extinguisher... "what, use a watering can on a petrol fire? you mad?!" - me screaming at my old boss after he put on too much petrol to get a bonfire going. Could have been bad, really bad, considering his house was downhill from the fire. A river of flame heading straight for his door...then again, i hated that bastard, now i wish got the bloody hose out! :mad:
 
I almost caught my carpet on fire trying to light incense which is kind of sad...

Anyway that really sucks. You might want to stay away from fire for a while.
 
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