I learned to play outside with fire. Mom and dad didn't last and I understood destruction better.
Fire is good for the soul...accidently poured gas on my buddies foot when I was 6 or 7 playing with fire...got to stomp his foot out and everything
Similar thing happened to me and a good friend when we were little. We went outside and burnt some nailpolish by pouring it in little cups around town. One fire got a bit too big for our liking and my friend decided to stomp it out. Bad idea as his shoe started to burn and he looked like he was straight out of an Ong-Bak scene, flailing his flaming foot around. After taking his shoe off and smashing it on the ground a few more times he managed to save his shoe. Problem was the initial fire was still going and even getting bigger. Maybe it was the little workout he had just before or the panic, but he quickly thought of the next best way of putting it out was by simply taking a piss on it. Worked out perfectly fine.
Ong-bak gave me a good visual!!!
The good ending:
take out USB drive that my friend says will let me use something called "Linux"...
Spend 7 hours trying to get it to run, mysterious errors every which way, give up, go to bed...
I use arch btw
7 hours of fun, I’ll take it as a win.
Jesus. That was an uncomfortable read. I hope somebody gave anon a hug.
I dunno anon, maybe go outside and find a good stick to hit stuff with? 🤷🏻
Kids get yourself a Linux thumb drive.
Yep, the computer time restriction software is definitely the problem in that situation.
From the perspective of a 12 year old, it could be, yeah.
Stop playing minecraft and study on how to boot off a thumbdrive. Use thumbdrive OS to study on how to defeat nanny program. Crack your parents online shopping accounts and order expensive gifts. Send them to each other. Enjoy the fight as you play minecraft all night long.
🫂
“Fire doesn’t need a password”
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