This reminds me of a funny story my wife's uncle told (I'm not sure I'd tell everyone how stupid I was):
He bought a new turkey fryer for christmas and planned to fry a turkey for a church event.
He got up early one morning and pulled the fryer out of the box, set it up according to the box picture, filled his pot with oil, connected the propane tank and fired it up. Of course he set the whole apparatus up, directly outside his garage, under the roof overhang.
He started to get a little discouraged at how long it was taking for the oil to heat up (figured it might be defective). So, he cranked up the gas and waited some more (pretty sure it's defective). About an hour and a half later, the oil finally reached the optimum temperature (convinced it's defective).
Donning the full protective gear (leather gloves), he places the turkey into the pot (didn't account for the oil displacement from the turkey). Sure enough, the oil spills over the sides of the pot and ignites. Flames are everywhere, so he puts down his beer (8:00 am) and proceeds to get the flames under control. Unfortunately, the "flare-up" has melted the thermometer, so he's unsure about the oil temperature. All is under control, so he resumes beer drinking while waiting for the turkey to finish cooking.
About this time, a police car comes racing up. The officer comes running up and asks about a reported fire. He calms the officer and assures him everything is under control, just had a "little flare-up" but everything is fine. The officer reluctantly agrees and leaves.
A few minutes later, a fireman, dressed in full battle gear, comes running around the corner with a firetruck seconds behind. The two firemen question him. He assures them everything is fine, just had a "little flare-up" while cooking a turkey, but everything is under control now. The firemen, survey the scene and walk away chuckling.
A few more hours and the turkey is finally done (educated guess), so he grabs the turkey and his wife's cassarole (which he accidently flips over), jumps in his pickup and off they go. At the church event, he proudly shows off his turkey to his fellow buddies.
The next morning, he goes out into the garage to look at the defective turkey fryer, planning to return it for a refund. He takes another look at the picture on the box to compare the assembled apparatus. That's when he realizes he's had the turkey fryer upside down with the flame pointed down (the perfectly round burn circle on the concrete driveway confirmed this hunch). He also surveys the scorched roof overhang, garage ceiling and oil splatters on the concrete. He also surveys the melted thermometer and propane gas tubing from the bottle to the burner (Burned completely in two, explains why he still had a flame even though the valve on the fryer was closed, figured valve was defective too.)
I have to wonder what the firemen thought when they talked to him and were assured "everythings under control". I'm sure they noticed the scorched overhang, floor, ceiling, thermometer and gas hose (as well as the turkey fryer upside down).
Like I said, If it happened to me, I don't think I'd be confirming my stupidity by sharing that story.