… perhaps they heard that I no longer had the first one and felt that I needed another.
This time, I figured I would burn it:
Burn FAIL! The damn brochure, which one would think was made of paper, wouldn’t burn.
So I decided to try again, this time with a little help from our old friend, rubbing alcohol1:
As you can see, the heat of the flames was overwhelming! But guess what happened:
That’s right, the rubbing alcohol burned away, leaving the paper virtually unscathed!! My best theory on why this is so is that these brochures are made by the spawn of Satan in the 7th layer of Hell, and thus must be constructed from flame resistant materials.
As I type this, the brochure is now sitting in a pan full of vinegar, where it will stay overnight:
Tomorrow, we’ll see how it looks.
1Me moving the bottle back and forth is my unsuccessful attempt to get my lame ass camera to focus on the rubbing alcohol label. Focus FAIL!