The day I heard *T* tell me she caught on fire

This last summer while Big-R was living out of state because *T* had enough of his man shit and told him to get a job in the next state, *T* (being the most awesomeness mother in all the south west land) was grillin' up some grub for her beebees. I think it was burgers. Actually I can't remember if she was grillin' or not because I was driving some place when she was telling me this and I have to watch out for all the crazy California transplants that on the roads. But I did hear..... "And then I caught on fire..... and my hair was smoldering.... and I told Younger-R to call.... he said "Mom you're smoking".... and I was on my way to the shower.... and now I have no eye brows, arm hair and half my hair is burnt off."

And that is the story of *T* catching on fire, told by me, the most wondermos ~A~