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Originally Posted by BBWDeAnna
Sometimes u gotta walk in to a nice cozy fire and throw gas on that bitch..see how big of an explosion u get..makes you feel alive
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Back when I owned a charcoal grill, and my daughter was about 7 or 8, I had a ritual where I'd fire up the grill on a summer's afternoon, and as the charcoal was alight (in flames, not smouldered down to glowing coals yet), I'd give it a squirt of lighter fluid, and as I did so I'd shout "HEAR ME, PRINCE OF DARKNESS!!!".
For quite some time my daughter thought I was weird. At least she doesn't hold it against me now (though if I were her I'd be worried that my weirdness would rub off on my granddaughter...
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Cheers,
bcg