I thought running around wildly flinging my arms and screaming at the top of my lungs would put out the fire?
The crack pipe is fine, the crack torch, OTOH, blew up in my hands just as I was lighting up my fine piece of white rock and sent it scattering everywhere.. and at the same time I had a bottle of everclear in my lap that spilled over and turned me into a human bong hit.
I needs my fix, I think I'm gonna go beat up some kids and steal their allowance and then go beat up old ladies- just for kicks of course.... but first I must take a shower to wash the ash and pieces of half burnt rock from my skin...
-SW