The one thing I remember about my boy scout days is going camping. When you go camping as a boy scout, you learn how to become more in touch with nature. There are also the obligatory activities, swimming, archery, putting up your tent with other scouts, and my favorite, the campfire. Now when you get a bunch of 13 year olds together sitting in front of a camp fire what do you think will happen?

I remember sitting in front of the campfire, tossing more wood in to watch it burn, crackle, and pop. Most scouts made smores but I was more interested in finding out what I could set on fire. I would grab some sticks, then leaves, a rock (I figured it was worth a shot), and eventually, anything I could get my hands on would succumb to the flames of the almighty campfire. Nothing was safe, not bread, or plastic, or decks of cards. Man, those were some good times.

Now being a full-fledge grownup my taste for burning anything and everything has not left my system. With male stupidity at my back I still pretend to be Dhalsim from Super Street Fighter 2 and shoot fire balls from my mouth (No, I'm not kidding I can shoot fireballs from my mouth.). I have learned over the years (after singing my hair, my eyebrows, my arms and multiple burn marks) that fire is not something that you play with all willy-nilly.

Over the years, starting at a very young age I enjoyed playing with matches. One instance I recall vividly was a time when my mother was doing her hair. She was applying the last bit of hairspray on and I thought it would be awesome to light a match and catch the small mist on the way down. Oh Boy was I wrong!!! After that ball of fire went and engulfed the room with its splendid light the next thing that was memorable was a hairdryer coming full speed at me.

Everyone has important, personal or whatever type of paperwork that they do not want anyone seeing but them. (This paperwork might include your name, phone number, address, social security number, etc.) Now a simple way of getting rid of this information is to just to shred the paper. For me though, I need a more reliable way than just shredding, it needs to be burnt to a crisp. As the genius that I am, I decide that to burn these documents while I am driving just in case I can’t burn all of it I can leave the small fragments littered about. When burning said paperwork in your car you need realize that you are going to burn something than just the paper (like I dunno your fingers? your shirt? your pants? the rug of you car?). I personally set a slick of oil on the road ablaze once. The only thought that went through my head was “I hope that oil isn’t coming out of my car.”

There are a lot more of things that you need to be careful of with Mr. Fire, playing with fireworks, making bombs, landmines or anything else that explodes. Remember kids if you're not Johnny Storm AKA The Human Torch just be careful. If all else fails find yourself a stupid friend and watch him get hurt instead at least get a good laugh at that moron.