I spent the summer of 08 in manhattan and went fishing out a rocky ford about twice a week. Caught bunch of wipers and catfish one day and decided to clean them and cook them up.
I took them home and started cleaning them on my wooden deck. It was pretty muggy out and bugs were everywhere so I lit a tiki torch(attached to corner of deck) to keep the bugs away. I finish cleaning all the fish then go inside to take a shower.
After the shower I'm exiting the bathroom and out of the corner of my eye I see some flames on the deck through the sliding glass door. I sprint through the living room where my roomate is non chalantly watching TV and get to the deck and see that the tiki torch holder had caught fire and the container that holds all the flammable liquid had fallen out and spilled all over 1/4 of the deck.
I do the first thing I can think of and Rip my towel off to start smothering the flames. My roomate is standing right next to me and panics for about 5 seconds(Jumping from one foot to the other) before running into the kitchen and filling a pot with water.
I spend the next minute butt naked on the deck beating the flames down with my towel while my roomate sprints back and forth from the kitchen dumping water on the flames. Roomate from downstairs hears the commotion and comes up right as we put the fire out, gives naked ben ji(Holding a smoldering towel) a
look and then goes back downstairs....He had no idea we just saved his life.