When I was a wee kid, I had Firebug. Fascinated with fire. It was more than obsession. I just remembered. I was thinking of all the reasons I got beat, all due to others and being a kid.

Well, Firebug came out and went straight to the kitchen and lit a stick match and enjoyed the flame. We remembered exactly the garage layout and backyard and all the grasshoppers that got cooked when we was 6.

After getting whooped, we were pretty good at burying that pain and back to being a kid like it never happened within hours. Because of this, I was constantly being called an idiot because "I never learn".

It was just fascinating that this transpired.