In the 1970s especially I usually had a mustache or a beard. One day it was snowing and I had subdivided 2 1/2 acres of land that I was buying. I had built a storage shed that day out of 1 by 5 tongue and groove pine (which likely should only have been used indoors) but I was younger then and had a lot to learn then still. But, I decided to start a fire in the tin lizzy wood stove ( a really cheap wood stove people used then either in emergencies or because they didn't have much money) because the stove was literally made out of tin mostly. So, I built my fire because my hands were freezing in the cold and added Gasoline.
Yes. live dangerously! Gasoline. Well. A moment later my eyebrows on one side were gone and so was one side of my beautiful mustache (a la 1970s). Well. I was definitely chastised by the fire gods that day.
However, I didn't get physically burned bad I just learned a lesson. Gasoline really was a lot like sticks of dynamite! I never forgot this lesson simply because there are only so many mistakes we can make and still be alive!
So, the point is I never did anything exactly this stupid ever again!
The point is you might get away with something less flammable but Gasoline it appears is made to be explosive just like (Wait for it!") Dynamite! Yep. So, don't mess around with gasoline unless you like burning 1/2 your mustache and part of your hair off too. OR it could be worse. Because I have always been very lucky and the Gods have favored me always. (Which is why I'm still alive at 73!)
Gods?
The point is if you are going to start fires with Gasoline you better have some pretty powerful angels to keep you alive and out of the burn ward.
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