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At a party in Lexington, everyone wants to try a blue "flaming" shot. Lenny orders the specialty drink of the night.
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| Okay, what do you want to drink? Try a flaming shot, they're not DANGEROUS or anything. | |
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| Yo Guys! Watch me down this flaming shot! | |
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Some of Lenny's drink drips down his chin, & his beard lights on fire. Forgetting the technique of "stop drop and roll", he slaps his face repeatedly in an inebriated effort to smother the flames.
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| HOLY SHIT! YOUR BEARD IS ON FIRE!! I'm getting the hell out of the way!! | |
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| AHH!!! WHAT THE F*CK!!! MY FACE IS ON FIRE! | |
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The rest of the party finally notices that poor Lenny's face is on fire. Instead of trying to help him, they laugh in amusement. Luckily, Lenny only suffered minor facial burns and singed eyebrows.
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| HAHA! It smells like burnt hair over there. Wait, that guy's beard is on fire! | |
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