Lights out
As I lent my floral patterned lighter to a friend in college and forgot to get it back on Friday, I'm reduced to using the spares that float about at the bottom of handbags.
One dispenses gas but has an unreliable spark.
The other has a spark but only occasionally lets out enough gas to make a flame.
After a few hours of giggling at my struggle and sore thumb, Babyboy informed me that using both together would be far less frustrating.
Bloody intelligent little pyromaniac, he is.
2 comments:
I always find the giveaway signs of a child more familiar with lighters than me something of a conundrum :)
Heh, at least he's clever ;)
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