Yes... That's right, That's the name of the blog. Because it's time to tell you a story about my friend Tara.

So, My friend comes over onto my house and she decides to help me clean up the place. It was pretty messy and there were blood stains on the carpet. (Previous renters skinned dear in the house....) I swear the owners of the house were insane.... and it was absoutely disgusting, so after awhile of cleaning me and my friend move the couch into the living room and we sit down to cool off. After a small chat and snack we get back to work, and my friend gets out cleaning solutions. She was randomly mixing chemicals into a mop bucket I had and she decides to plug in a small fan on the kitchen counter. The plug sparked up and caught her solution on fire. She paniced and she ran outside to get another bucket. By the time I came into the kitchen to see what she was doing... I said, "Tara, WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO!?" and she was like. "I WAS MAKING STUFF TO CLEAN THE BLOOD OUT OF THE CARPET" and she threw a bucket of water... on a chemical fire....

The fire splashed onto her shirt and caught her boobs on fire, she was screaming and running around the place and I told her to shut up and hold still, and so I started to slap her boobs repeatedly... eventually I slapped the fire out and I threw some flour in the sink to douse the fire. From this day on I call my friend Flaming Tits, I even put that as her contact name in my phone. You can only imagne my mother's face when she saw "Flaming Tits" was calling me.

That pretty much wraps this story up. Thank you for reading everypony. ^ w^/)