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Originally Posted by pwd72s

One of Cindy's uncles is a minister. Every Monday he emails a sort of family newsletter.
Usually very boring stuff...but today he had Cindy roaring with laughter. A wedding he officiated. I'm modifying names to protect the guilty, but here goes:

"After the wedding, we were in the fellowship from for the wedding reception. I had just walked into the room and the cake table was at the other end of the room. Mrs. ***** had her hair in a bouffant that was held up with a lot of spray. She bent over to fix a plate and her hair went into a candle. It caught on fire. I yelled, “Mrs. *****, your hair is on fire! Your hair is on fire!” He husband was right there but hadn’t seen it. When he heard me, he ran across the room away from his wife, and grabbed his camera. He then ran back and started taking pictures of his wife with her hair flaming up into the air. One of the women smartly grabbed a wet towel and put it out. No real harm done. However I went to Mr. ***** and asked, “When you learned your wife’s hair was on fire, why didn’t you put it out? You just ran to get your camera.” He said, “Now tell me Reverend. How many times do you get a picture with your wife’s hair on fire like that? I had to get a picture.”

Sadly, I don't see that marriage being permanent. I can tell you that must have stunk to high heaven (no pun intended). I worked at a bar, and a girl at the bar with curly hair leaned across a candle to say something to another girl. Her hair turned into a fireball. Because it was dark (and then really bright) they got her hair out quickly. She came up to the bar shortly after and you couldn't tell that her hair had even been on fire. But the whole bar smelled like burned hair for quite a while after that.