To starting one of them at least. A little 38,000 acre affair to the south. Get this.....he was playing with matches. Boy admits to playing with matches You know, girls may make up for it in adolescence by going boy crazy, but you just don't hear about little girls reveling in destructive, risky behavior like this. They don't play with matches. They don't dare each other to go into the alligator pen area at the zoo and throw rocks at the gators. They just don't. You have to wonder what this kid's parents are going to do to him. I'll bet that was a fun ride home in the car they had. You said you couldn't be complete without kids, you bitch....oy vey....we had honeymoons in Hawaii and Tahiti, but you wanted a little bundle of joy of your very own....I heard the neighbors say they saw the milkman parked up the street a lot of mornings after I went to work. Please tell me it's true, darling.
In the name of equality, I feel I should admit I played with matches a LOT when I was younger. And by younger I mean up to about 17.... But inside the house, I always made sure I was playing on a plate! (Although in college it was outside burning pieces of grass...)
Call me miss goody two shoes. I never once played with matches, never felt the urge. Once again, the practical nature of my father. You play with matches, if you drop them you start a fire and people burn to death. Then he showed me a picture in a science book of a charred corpse and said if I believed in God I'd better not do it because God wouldn't forgive me if someone died because I had to play with matches. All in all, a very effective way to get the lesson across. It sounds cruel in retrospect, but I applaud the man for doing it. It got the job done. What is the appeal of fire anyway? It's dangerous.
What's next - Holland suffers $25 billion in flood damage because a little boy couldn't keep his finger in the dike any longer?
Some people have slight tendencies toward pyromania, others don't. What is hard to understand about that?
Eh, some of us are wussy about playing with fire in fields of dried out grass and brush in the heat during the Santa Ana winds. Go figure.
Actually, I spelled it dyke the first time I wrote it, frowned for a second before I hit submit, and then went, 'Oh, that isn't right!'. LOL.
Hee. I wonder about the legal liability of this boy's parents. Supposedly no one died in this particular fire, but 21 homes burned down last count. I'm sure the displaced families could haul the parents into court, but could they win a judgment for their savings and such to recoup the losses to their property?
Matches are boring. Pyrokinetic abilities are the way to go! Starting fires with the power of the mind, throwing fireballs from your hands, and accidentally igniting all flammable objects within a 1-mile radius every time you sneeze... Well, maybe not that last one, but still!
Hmm. So it wasn't the Bush Administration? I'm shocked. But we'd better ban matches- it's the only way to be sure. And since we're going to ban stuff, let's ban Packard too!
