My toaster caught on fire yesterday and when I
realized it there was a flame like two feet high
almost touching my cabinets so I panicked and
picked it up so it wouldn't catch my cabinets on
fire but then I was just standing in my kitchen
holding a flaming toaster and my dad saw me and
didn't say anything and I didn't know what to do so
I ran outside with it and threw it at the ground but
it was on fire so I picked it up and threw it again
and again until it went out but then my grass was
on fire so I beat it with a shovel until that went out
too. Then I came back inside and my dad was just
"Whatcha cookin Barb"
This just makes me happy.