One summer night, my friends and I decided to have a bonfire at the beach. We brought wood, marshmallows, and drinks. It was perfect.
Until we accidentally set a bush on fire. We panicked, running around with our flip-flops, trying to put it out. At some point, someone yelled, Use the beer! So we did. We poured beer on the fire. It worked… sort of. The fire went out, but the whole beach smelled like burnt marshmallows and stale beer. The next morning, we saw a sign that said, No Fires Allowed. Oops.
The beach bonfire
Jan 15, 2024
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