Hello,
My names not importent, and neither is my secret really. I have never told anyone about this (Not even Reddit). But when I was younger I used to be amazed by fire, I used to steal matches and lighters from my parents, head off into the woods and start fires, camp fires mostly, just to see how long i could keep them a flame and what I could find which would burn and shit. Anyway, obviously the fires started to get bigger and bigger, to the point where I could not control them anymore. One day, in the summer I lit a fire in the dead shrub and it caught fire too quickly, it spread and I panicked and ran home, spraying myself with Axe (africa of course) to try and mask the smell of the fire. Washing my hands and just told my parents I had been out playing soccer.
The next day on the local news the main story was about a barn which caught fire and 160 cattle were killed.
I now work on a farm, not the worst farm in the world, but its not the best farm, I feel so bad for the animals that I have started taking them home with me, it started with the chickens, just one or two at a time, then I took 3 piglets the following month. Anyway, in my back garden I currently house around 100 chickens and 16 pigs.
I'm so sorry.
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[–] 82189? ago
Thats what i call a BBQ.