That got me to thinking about a guy in 7th grade that showed me how to catch a fly, remove its wings and then tie a ‘leash’ around its neck with a hair pulled from his own head. Then he’d have a pet for the day — a fly on a leash.
Same guy showed me how he liked to let the butane from his lighter soak into his jeans leg and then light it under his desk. A big whoosh of flames would blow out from beneath his desk top.
I wonder what happened to him.