God Emperor of parlor tricks

I thought I knew a zippo trick or two. Turns out two is exactly how many I know.


But this guy has had me burning my hands all afternoon. (embed is disabled for some reason)

between the frequent burning and repeated needle stabbings I got from mending my clothes (read: crudely sewing back together) I feel like I've been through the gom jabbar.



Now excuse me while I get wasted on spice.