I used to be a firedancer. On one occasion, a good friend forgot to remove the excess fuel from his wicks, and when he started off with a crowd-pleasing move called "pretend to set your crotch on fire", he really did, because the impact splashed burning fuel on his crotch. Fortunately he was wearing leather pants (brand new - heck of a way to break them in) and we were safety freaks, so someone was always standing by with a wet towel - this time it was me.
Which isn't to say that we aren't still making jokes about that intimate moment several years later, of course. :)
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Date: 2008-11-04 07:17 am (UTC)...wait, no, not like that, I mean literally, but -
...there's just no good way to be here, is there.
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Date: 2008-11-04 08:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-11-04 09:47 pm (UTC)Which isn't to say that we aren't still making jokes about that intimate moment several years later, of course. :)
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Date: 2008-11-07 10:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-11-08 12:14 am (UTC)Actually I'm saving that one for a publishable novel...
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Date: 2008-11-04 08:47 pm (UTC)no subject
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