She tried to scrape the paint off with her nail, however it wasn’t budging
I was in the basement painting our model airplane. I had the spray cans near the furnace so they didn’t freeze. I had the airplane painted and left it kneeling on the floor until it dried. I was upstairs when I heard the noise and I knew I was going to have a mess. The paint can had exploded and sent paint all over the basement. The furnace looked prefer it had been tie-dyed, and there was nothing I could do to get it off. I tried swiping at the paint, however it was only smearing on the furnace. I went upstairs to look for ways to remove the paint, however mom got beach house earlier than usual. I knew she would never suppose the story about the furnace, although I had to tell her. When she walked in the door, she aromaed the paint and asked where the aroma was coming from. I told her I painted our airplane in the basement. That’s when I knew I was going to be found out. She had preached about the dangers of using paint in enclosed areas. She reminded myself and others that spray paint cans were dangerous, and they could explode, and I gasped. She went downstairs, and all she could do was stare at the furnace. She tried to scrape the paint off with her nail, however it wasn’t budging. Suddenly, she burst out laughing, and she could not stop. She said had consistently hated that yellow, however if I wanted to paint the furnace, I could have done all of it and not just in sploshes.