I'm not going to write a fucking novel about my events and take up an entire page... I was just saying what happened. gtfo.

And my mother is german who is also ocd, my step father is a head janitor at a school, so cleaning is all they do. My mother washes the floor at least twice a day.


SO! Here is a revised, more in-depth story for you idiots lol.


I decided to deepfry some french fries so I would have something to go with my chicken fingers. I seen the big pot of oil on the glass covered stove and knew it was for deepfrying. SO i turned on the burner so it would melt the oil into liquid form again. After a few minutes I noticed the pot was only half way on the burner, so I move it all the way on and went to check the IBIS forums. THE POT HAD A GLASS COVER ON IT! "4 Zero " About 5 mintues later I heard my step father yell 'Jon WTF!' and I went running into the kitchen to see it full of smoke, which was coming from the pot. SO I ripped open the door to go outside and my step father aka Jesse grabbed the pot and tried carriing it outside. As he was bringing it, the cover moved and let fresh air into the pot which allowed the oil to just explode into flames. Jesse dropped the pot on the floor and flaming oil splashed everywhere. I didn't notice until this morning but some got on me and burnt a hole in the pants I was wearing atm LOL. So instictively I run and grabbed my logging pants and used them to put out some of the fire, aka smothering, while jesse got the fire extingusher and put out the rest.


There! Now you all have your novel to criticize. Enjoy accusing me and my family of being slobs.