TIFU by burning penises in my friends backyard

This wasn’t today, more like 15 years ago.

One cool summer afternoon me and a few of my friends on the block were hanging out and were more bored than usual. The topics of discussion were usually Pokemon, Yu-gi-oh, or Wrestling. But today someone mentions that they saw a cool video online, and apparently you can make a makeshift flamethrower out of a can of axe body spray and a lighter. Being a group of degenerate 12 year olds, chaos ensued.

We got through the first can just spraying fire into the air. Then on can two, I had the bright idea to spray a bunch of axe into a puddle and light it. We were mesmerized. We started writing our names in the yard and lighting it. Once the spray burned up completely nothing was left behind on the concrete. So naturally names turned to curse words, curse words got boring quick.

“What else can we do?” I thought

That’s when it hit me, the most creative and genius thing my 12 year old mind could conjure up. We started drawing penises with the spray and lighting them on fire all over the yard. We laughed to the point of tears, when all was said and done we packed it up and went home. All was right in the world.

Until the first time it rained.

You see the spots in the concrete that were burned didn’t get quite as saturated as the rest of the yard when it rained. That was the day my buddies mom opened the back door to find her yard covered in curse words and crudely drawn penises. There wasn’t a single surface left untouched.

Mom lost it and we spent the whole next day washing the floor of the yard on our hands and knees.

TL;DR: Burned images of penises and curse words into the concrete in my youth, it created an invisible ink effect that only showed what was burned after it was wet.