You see, the other night I was in the George smoking area talking to friends. As you do. And I noticed that my foot was a bit warm. At first, I thought nothing of it; they have heat lamps.
Then I noticed that the bottom of the left leg of my jeans was on fire. No flames (despite Mark's protestations to the contrary) but definitely burning.
Fortunately, people helped me put it out, so no harm done. Well, the jeans are slightly worse for wear, but they were ancient, anyway.
Crisis averted, I went back to my normal activity in the George; being quietly resentful of hot people.
Bonus picture of damaged jeans:
Comment from conortje:
ReplyDeleteWell I guess that's one way to get rid of the competition - set them on fire :-)
Comment from electorprince:
ReplyDeleteYou get flamed, we get snow, what's the world coming to?
Comment from conor.mcdermottroe.myopenid.com:
ReplyDeleteYou're obviously hotter than you think. :)
Comment from Robert Synnott:
ReplyDeleteelectorprince: Sorry, it snowed in IRAQ?!
Comment from electorprince:
ReplyDeleteNo, Texas. I've been back from Iraq since late January.
It does, however, snow in Iraq more often than it does in Texas. It dumped a couple inches on us in Fallujah back in 2004.
Comment from Robert Synnott:
ReplyDeleteAh, snow in Texas. That's even sillier, then.
Comment from electorprince:
ReplyDelete"Sillier" seems too tame a word. I prefer "apocalyptic". ^_^