Whoooooooooooosh- my hair is on fire
On a day like any other I decided to barbeque burgers. Yum. Turn the gas on, click the starter...nadda. Hmmm... open the unit sniff don;t smell gas but whatever. Hit the clicker again. Whooooooooooooooooooooooooosh. Damn those flames kissed my cheek. Let's not do that again.
So later as we are eating I keep thinking I smelling something burning.
AP: What is in your hair?
Me: Huh? Is there a bug in my hair. (I am paranoid about bugs getting caught in my hair)
AP: I dunno what is it.
me: You need to tell me now before I strangle you. What is ittttttttt?
AP; Something.
I toddle off tot he bathroom look in the mirror and see nothing.
me: What are you talking about?
AP: Your hair looks weird around your ear.
I touch it and clumps of fried, singed hair fall into my hand. An hour later and I'm stiill digging singed hair out. it has the weirdest smell.
My advice to you is...hair and gas barbeques...are not BBFs. Stay away from big fiery whooshes.
So later as we are eating I keep thinking I smelling something burning.
AP: What is in your hair?
Me: Huh? Is there a bug in my hair. (I am paranoid about bugs getting caught in my hair)
AP: I dunno what is it.
me: You need to tell me now before I strangle you. What is ittttttttt?
AP; Something.
I toddle off tot he bathroom look in the mirror and see nothing.
me: What are you talking about?
AP: Your hair looks weird around your ear.
I touch it and clumps of fried, singed hair fall into my hand. An hour later and I'm stiill digging singed hair out. it has the weirdest smell.
My advice to you is...hair and gas barbeques...are not BBFs. Stay away from big fiery whooshes.