I fell asleep once when I was probably 21 after putting some oil on the stove to fry chicken. I was drunk as all hell and had been smoking the reefer all night. Woke up on the floor between the coffee table and couch with the smoke detectors all going nuts and could barely see. All of my buddies were still passes out at the time. I got up and saw 5ft tall flames coming off of the stove up the cabinets to the ceiling, and just thought "oh frick". Grabbed the handle, which melted around my fingers, and poured the oil into the sink. Next thing I know I am holding a pan that is on fire looking at a sink that is on fire. Took the pan outside and threw it in the parking lot and tried to put out the sink fire with the squirter, which did not work at all. I guess it just burned up after a while because it went out, and my friends woke up then.
Stupid thing is, I didn't even have anything that I could fry in the whole damn apartment