posted on Apr, 9 2004 @ 09:30 PM
I was drying clothes after a grueling day of backyard football and my friends suddenly called and said I had 10 minutes to get to my buddies house and
we would all go to down town san antonio. I admit Im kinda vane so I only wanted to wear the nicer stuff I had washed, so I grabbed some still damp
but mostly dry clothes and got ready to go but I forgot about under wear, so I went back and they were still soaked so I threw the underwear into the
microwave and set it for 10 minutes. Ten minutes later my 1st floor was bathed in smoke and my friends had to come and spend 2 hours kicking the
microwave fires ass back to where it came from. Then I left all the doors and windows in the house open and left to down town.
Five hours later I come back to find my dad and little sister waiting after some day of soccer games, they accused me of having some sort of meth lab
fire with my friends, I pointed out I didnt do drugs and one of the guys who helped me was devout southern baptist, still my dad didnt believe my
story until I produced the charred elastic waist section of some jockeys, then I was grounded for 4 weeks, just because I left the hosue unattended
not because of the fire.
[Edited on 9-4-2004 by Agent47]