Well, our attempts at cooking once again went up in flames, or, in this case, smoke.

At around 4 AM this morning, at the Chunn/Harris residence, Richard and Rollie were making popcorn... on a frying pan. This would've been fine and good, had they not left the popcorn on the stove and stepped outside for a moment.





Before we knew it, the house was completely filled with thick, acrid smoke.





Needless to say, the popcorn kernels were reduced to cinders.



We had to wait a couple hours for the smoke to clear out. To pass the time we talked metaphysics, aesthetics, and philosophy.


*Note: The #3 Definition of "Holocaust"- A sacrificial offering that is consumed entirely by flames.

It's only a gas chamber reference if you want it to be. Good stuff to know, too, eh?