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i've spilled coffee on myself tons of times, but i've never gotten 3rd degree burns.
think of it this way; you order a pizza from dominoes, you bite into it and its too hot and the roof of your mouth hurts for a day. okay, live and learn.
now imagine if the pie was so fucking hot that it melted half your jaw off and fucked your teeth up permanently. and dominoes had been warned numerous times before that their pizza was served at unsafe temperatures.
third-degree crotch burns requiring skin grafts is some hard-core shit.
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