Storypost | 2007.04.06


Aye, the hot pants.

Short story short, I incinerated some of my pants today whilst calmly drinking a latte. I did smell and see the smoke for the duration of my biscotti, but assumed it was coming from the nearby kitchen.

Lessons learned:



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