Without being drunk or stoned (extremely sleepy though, it was an all-night RPG session), I managed to put an electric kettle (made of plastic) on fire to boil the water. Yeah.
Best part? I had troubles turning on the gas and fire it in the cooker, so my friend comes in to the kitchen and asks what am I doing. My answer - 'Oh, I want fire up this thing' while pointing at the plastic kettle. His reaction? 'Oh, okay'.
Thank goodness, my other friend managed to stay sharp at 5 AM and turned of the gas before the kettle melt completely.
My friends still like to tell that story whenever we meet someone new, and they tell it with extra spicy (read 'fake and even dumber') details if that said new person is a girl. I guess, I deserved it
