Build a Man a Fire
And he’s warm for a night.
Set a Man on Fire
And he’s warm for the rest of his life.
This entry was posted on January 11, 2015 by Sister Madly. It was filed under Inspiration and was tagged with art, blogging, dark, humor, Life, madness, photography, quotes, sister madly, terry pratchett, weird, writing.
LOL! That is just so wrong. I love it 😉
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January 11, 2015 at 6:09 PM
January 11, 2015 at 6:11 PM
I get it, well put and so true,,,😍
January 11, 2015 at 6:13 PM
And probably a bit illegal, even with the best of intentions!
January 11, 2015 at 6:20 PM
Unfortunately, I’m afraid most would sputter and simply smolder into ash–but I guess then too they would be warm for a given period. Smiles…>KB
January 11, 2015 at 6:26 PM
True. I guess there was some kinks to work out with this theory.
January 11, 2015 at 6:36 PM
You can never count on men to perform the way they should. >KB
January 11, 2015 at 8:02 PM
as short as that may be…lol.
January 11, 2015 at 6:32 PM
Indeed- brief, but potentially beautiful!
January 11, 2015 at 6:39 PM
How do you know this? How many men have you lit fire to? Either way, this is great.
January 11, 2015 at 6:46 PM
It’s a theory I’ve stumbled upon but have yet to put into practice.
However, I did assist in setting fire to a friend’s Christmas decorations, but that was merely an accident.
January 11, 2015 at 6:57 PM
oh…Well, you’re welcome at my house. I took all mine down.
January 11, 2015 at 7:00 PM
Why, thank you! I promise to behave myself.
January 11, 2015 at 7:09 PM
Thank you. I make a run for some cider
January 11, 2015 at 7:12 PM
That’s right- I still have your corkscrew! Somewhere…
January 11, 2015 at 7:16 PM
And my cat…And that cheese you said you were saving for me!
January 11, 2015 at 7:18 PM
Yes! Still working on the cheese- nowhere near fuzzy enough!
January 11, 2015 at 7:27 PM
Ah, aging. They say good things come to those who wait
January 11, 2015 at 9:18 PM
Indeed, like fuzzy cheese!
January 12, 2015 at 3:22 PM
Yes, my dear. Just like fuzzy cheese. Mmm, mmm good. Now I think I’ll make a cocktail and try to wash that thought out of my head. I recommend you do too. Fuzzy cheese has the staying power of which even toothpaste can’t remove.
January 12, 2015 at 3:28 PM
Having been set permanently on fire myself, I bow to the truth of this one, O Sister.
January 11, 2015 at 7:57 PM
Permanently? Even now?
So very true. Now I just have to get out the gasoline and matches. I didn’t know doing good deeds could be so much fun.
January 11, 2015 at 9:57 PM
No doubt such an act of selflessness will grant you sainthood in the future.
Behaviour. Promise to behave. Would that behaviour model be on the Sister Madly scale of behaviour? Would it perhaps be on my scale of behaviour? Is the behaviour on the scale of other individuals that are not the incendiary types you and I are?
Enquiring minds want to know Ms Madly!
Unless of course the flames are in response to Disco Inferno. Then all I can say is … burn baby burn!
PS … I thought illegal was a sick bird … who knew
January 12, 2015 at 5:20 AM
Promise to behave = promise not to accidentally set his house on fire. Or anything else, for that matter.
January 12, 2015 at 3:24 PM
I am not having a good day here and now I’m befuddled and discombobulated! I got the head tilt with the half agape mouth. I am laughing (which I very much needed) and people are looking at me funny and not in the ha ha way.
How? Tell me how! How can you promise not to have an accident. An accident by its nature is without intent. How can you possibly know whether you’re going to have one or not?
Are we to presume if the house is set on fire, or anything else for that matter, it is with intent?
Milady Madly, without question you are a beaut! A beaut of the absolute best kind!
January 12, 2015 at 4:11 PM
I’d tell you, but then I would have to kill you.
Let’s just say that if something should go up in flames, I am committed all the way.
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January 12, 2015 at 5:23 PM
Ahhhhhh, Uhmmmmm I followed your advice. I think he’ll be smouldering for quite some time.
Thank you Sister Madly!
January 14, 2015 at 9:36 AM
Smoldering? What, you think people just burst into flames whenever I’m around? You are quite within your rights to put out any fire as you see fit.
Think of it this way: there are certain schools of thought that say ‘There are no accidents.’ Thus one can promise not to accidentally set something on fire.
January 14, 2015 at 11:40 AM
Perhaps advice was the wrong word. Lets just go with your theory is sound!
I apologize for any misunderstanding I caused!
Mine was no accident. Had to be done. The embers remaining will smoulder for a very long time.
This one sent an invitation. Would of been impolite not to accept.
January 14, 2015 at 12:14 PM
In that case, get some marshmallows to toast over the embers! That is a proper campfire.
January 14, 2015 at 12:31 PM
January 14, 2015 at 12:40 PM
I was on Facebook the other day and someone wrote a comment on my status. I actually thought to myself: “Now, if I was Sister Madly, how would I reply?….” You’re an inspiration. ;D
January 12, 2015 at 10:55 AM
Oh dear… I hope you two are still friends! :c)
January 12, 2015 at 3:21 PM
January 13, 2015 at 1:35 PM
January 13, 2015 at 2:43 PM
😀 gotta match? (kidding)… maybe.
January 19, 2015 at 5:32 PM
Got a whole box of matches! And lighters! And I could probably scare up a creme brulee torch from my creepy neighbor in case of an emergency.
January 19, 2015 at 5:36 PM
I suspect hell would burn more brightly were I to play… What a dilemma, all this grownup entrapment. Sigh. I suppose this also means I shouldn’t tell you about the fireworks stash I dug out last night… whoops. 😀
January 20, 2015 at 8:39 AM
Entrapment indeed! But they do say it’s the grow old part that is mandatory, not the growing up.
Should anyone ask about this secret pyrotechnic arsenal, I shall start reciting Kubla Khan to divert suspicion.
January 20, 2015 at 10:38 AM
I love this! Too funny and so insightful! And Ty for stopping by my blog and liking my post! I’m following yours now. 🙂
January 23, 2015 at 10:20 AM
Thank you!! ;c)
January 23, 2015 at 11:37 AM
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