I attended a costume party as a scarecrow once. One of my wife's friends, dressed as a witch, came up to me with a cigarette lighter and gave me the "Wizard of Oz" treatment. "What's the matter scarecrow, afraid of a little fire?" and promptly lit my sleeve. Took 2 pitchers of beer to put me out. I gained massive sympathy points on that one, but I was more upset about the spilt beer.![]()
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