Stuck On Destruction

This takes place years ago when my brother is in high school. My brother has always loved building — often rather destructive — things, including but not limited to an impressive array of potato cannons. He is in the garage assembling a new one and he has just glued the starter into place and decides to test it.

In the kitchen, I hear a bang, a yelp, and then a crash before my brother opens the door, now eyebrow-less and a bit singed.

Brother: “So, it turns out that glue is flammable before it dries.”