See, kids? Mama was right. You really shouldn't ever play with matches. Especially if you are sitting in the middle of a field of dry grass. In the middle of summer. In California. (Kids in Seattle, it's almost always wet or raining there, so you're good).
If you don't believe me, just ask these two kids (if you can find them, that is, since their identities, hometowns, ages and gender are being concealed), who sparked a 170-acre fire in a hiking spot near the Stanford Dish while they were playing with matches.
Those same authorities didn't reveal which bar, strip club or cheesey wedding the matches came from but they did say that thorough interviews revealed that the minors felt bad about what they did. As if getting cuffed and stuffed (OK, a stern talking to by the coppers to is more likely) before being "released to their parents" (ouch), charges may be filed against the kids. Why? Because they haven't already spent the last four days in time-out? Or because little kids in stripes are just so darn cute?
