Here is my horror story of the day.
I went to visit the schools to make sure everything is ready to bring books. Their libraries need a little work but they are ready and excited!
The mushroom group leader's house is beside the school so I stopped to say hi. As soon as I saw him I noticed his face, neck, and arms were burned. He had recently started a baking endeavor. He built a huge oven to bake bread in, and I gave him some recipes for different types of bread. His story was this:
He was powering his oven with gas. He lit the gas and closed the door to the oven. He could hear it running so he assumed everything was going on as it should. After some time he went to check on the bread, and when he opened the door, the flame had gone out. He lit a match to light it again.
[Edit]
I forgot to mention that when I asked him what he was putting on his wounds he said kerosene. After a visit with Google I discovered that kerosene is/was considered a cure all. It was sold as a cancer cure before chemotherapy came out. Weird!
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