We all know those times when we sit around a fire at a party or whatever, and someone throws a cardboard box on the flames. This cardboard is fuel for the fire, and in turn, fuel for entertainment.
One particular party, the cardboard box was just the beginning…
what was minutes ago a comfortable place for sore, drunk legs was a blazing inferno
olaf swept in to move the embers for some more fuel
he then pulled a larger sofa into the mix, and chilled on it for a short while,
but this time the fuel was too great, and folks abandoned their seats to escape the heat of the moment
the pyromaniacs returned to the warmth of the fire they took ever so for granted