Back in the day, my friend’s laundry got locked inside a malfunctioning EC washer. I decided to help rescue the laundry with my trusty crowbar. I forgot that I had left a pot of rice cooking on the stove, and upon returning from the basement (after experiencing great success in liberating the laundry), I was greeted by the denizens of the East Parallel, all of whom had been evacuated because someone had turned their rice into a contained, smoking inferno. My first words upon leaving the basement were “Aw c’mon guys, what did you assholes do this time?” Irony is a bitch. Fmyeclife.