In my younger days (I was 17) when there was always absolutely nothing to do, we (a bunch of friends and I) would migrate down to the river and hang out on the beach. As night came, along with the chill from the water, we would light a bonfire. It was never usually a problem and we kept it low enough to enable us to go undiscovered, until this brilliant idea hit someone. "Let's throw a few of those old tires (disposed of through the years) on the fire to keep it burning longer so we don't have to tend it so much".......was discussed amoung a few idiots I hung with. The tires were added and a huge fire ensued with all the trimmings.....ie; black smoke and uncontrollable flames.....and me and all my friends without a single bucket. But there it was, in all it's glory.....a river full of water at our disposal. Well soon the town siren went off and we knew instantly it was meant for us so we made a mad dash to our cars. I could see the lights of the fire trucks coming down the hill as we scattered in all directions, and in my panic I left my car keys in a jacket I took off earlier and laid on a log beside me. I couldn't get in my car and so I made an escape on foot, not realizing at the time (I said I was panicked) that............yeah, they can find out who I was through my license plate!

OK........everybody say.....DUH!!!!!!!!

(anonymous)........LMAO!

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