This reminds me of the time (at a very young age) that I started a small bonfire on my grandmother’s wooden back porch. It scorched the paint before my dad extinguished it and asked why I did it. I told him that I thought he said that heat always rises.
This reminds me of the time (at a very young age) that I started a small bonfire on my grandmother’s wooden back porch. It scorched the paint before my dad extinguished it and asked why I did it. I told him that I thought he said that heat always rises.