I don't mind some discreetly placed flames...but this one is just a bit much for me.
My neck is sore. We have these bees...I think they're called Mining Bees...they dig these holes in the ground, 'bout as big around as a dime...anyway, we call them "Bee Holes". Well, we also call the jedi's bellybuttons "Bee Holes". I told Joshua that I believed he had a bee in his bee hole and I needed to get it out. Naturally this lead to much tumbling and wrestling around, with much screaming and yelling.
I'm too old. My neck hurts.
Just a warning. We told Nana if she kept doing things that made her ache (like moving boxes and stuff) we'd have to reintroduce the beatings...
I don't think the local one has flames...just a color transition with some sort of flame like shapes.
I know it was in a national Volkswagon magazine! Made the cover even, I think. Wonder if I could find it to point out?