of hearts for most of the year. There were usually 4-6 of us involved and we kept a running score in a log book. Losers had to go downstairs to the Coke machine, which was loaded with beers, and bring back refreshments. The room had a loft the whole dimension of the room, supported 6.5’ up by 4 large cardboard cylinders (from the Reynolds plant, I think), leaving lots of floor space for desks, furniture, etc. We had two large vinyl sofas, 1 orange, 1yellow, very early 70s furniture. During one of these rounds of hearts, after numerous trips to the “soda” machine, one of my fraternity bros, wearing gym shorts decided to lift both legs up and light a match - blue flame, literally poured over the front cushion of the yellow couch like a liquid. Pretty amazing, Only time I’ve ever seen a fart actually light off - though I’ve seen many friends try. 😂