I was a teen and me and some buddies were roasting marshmallows over a fire. Once it was hot, melted, and golden brown I started to wave the stick around to cool it off. As luck would have it, the boy about 10 feet away had his arm up. Just as he’s bringing his arm down, the molten marshmallow flew off and landed right in the armpit and closed down on it. Needless to say we laughed until we cried at seeing him squeal out and dance around.Sweated to death at work, hauled two loads of furniture to the dump. Tried for the first time in my life to make rice crispy treats for church… did you know marshmallows burn just as hot in a pan as they do over a campfire?