Eleven at night still counts as 'today'.
Tired, whee, if there's a scraps I'll probably throw this into it, too tired to bother checking right now.

Also yes, I did this once, and yes, this was more or less the reaction. Trying to melt army men into molds to make other army men isn't really that smart of an idea :P

High-dollar cologne is a wonderful accelerant.

It is also extremely easy to spill all over your arm.

And if its old enough and high-dollar enough, the fumes are flammable.

I sometimes miss being a kid, but I also wonder how exactly I survived the whole thing.