This is another one of the delightful stories of my childhood "and it's a doozy" (Woo! Disguised Finding Nemo quote!)
About 5 or 6 years ago my brother and I were playing with a bouncy ball in the kitchen. After bouncing it for awhile we lost it. We looked for it but we couldn't find it so we just went and did something else.
The next night my mom was baking bread to go with dinner when she noticed that there was smoke coming from the oven. She opened the oven door and behold! Fire! She debated whether to save the bread of put out the fire. Unfortunately, the bread lost the debate. After the fire was out Mom realized that it was the bouncy ball that caught on fire. Yep, Lewis and I basically started a fire. Good times...
The moral of the story is this: If you lose a bouncy ball in your kitchen, check the oven or you could burn your house down.
Weren't you bouncing several around? If I remember correctly, there was a can of them ... one was missing.
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