Hmmm...JudgeDredd's lack of knowledge on what can be described as 'novelty explosives' have me questioning whether he is, in fact, in personal, physical possession of a vagina.
Ah... the good old days of pointing lit Roman candles at coffee cans full of gasoline...
The Yankee Motto:
Use it up,
Wear it out,
Make do,
Or do without.
"God Help us, and God, come yourself.
Don't send Jesus, this is no place for children."
In my childhood days people had mailbox slots on their doors that lead to their houses. We used to line up about 10 whistlers (bottle rockets that whistled when they flew) and drop them in the slot. I never laughed as hard as when all you could hear is the whistling and people screaming.
Me: God that guy is annoying
Co-worker: What would Jesus do?
Me: I don't know set him on fire and send him to hell?
In my childhood days people had mailbox slots on their doors that lead to their houses. We used to line up about 10 whistlers (bottle rockets that whistled when they flew) and drop them in the slot. I never laughed as hard as when all you could hear is the whistling and people screaming.
Lol I can't tell you what we used to call those ground chasers in the south.
WE/I WANT 1:1 or something even 1:2 death animations in the KOIOS PANZER COMMAND SERIES don't forget Erik! and Floating Paratroopers We grew up with Minor, Marginal and Decisive victories why rock the boat with Marginal, Decisive and Legendary?
BTW,Roman Candles are way cooler than Cherry Bombs.
Roman Candles were lots of fun too. We used to hold a garbage can lid like a shield and stand out in the street and shoot it out with each other. Fortunately and miraculously no one ever got hurt. My favorite thing to do with cherry bombs was to make a baseball sized mudball, put a cherry bomb inside with the fuse siticking out and poke gravel all over the outside. Made an excellent grenade. Just place it somwhere, light the fuse, and RUN AWAY. Worked with firecrackers too but not with the same effect. Amazing that I survived my childhood but I had two older brothers so I had no choice but to learn quick and think fast.
“You're only young once but you can be immature for as long as you want”
In my childhood days people had mailbox slots on their doors that lead to their houses. We used to line up about 10 whistlers (bottle rockets that whistled when they flew) and drop them in the slot. I never laughed as hard as when all you could hear is the whistling and people screaming.
Lol I can't tell you what we used to call those ground chasers in the south.
Yep. Know what you mean Ravenhood. They were called that in Texas too and probably everywhere in the US including the north. I'm sure a few people still call them that. Now the more politically correct name for them I believe is Picalo Pete.
“You're only young once but you can be immature for as long as you want”
A fun thing my brother and his friends did was to use a pipe smashed down one end of it, drop an M80 down it ,followed by a golf ball. Wow what a weapon! If you need to get a drive on the golf course more than 300 hundred yards, try it.
Another fun thing we used to do was to fill a pan with about an inch or two of water. Then take a tin can, like a Cambell's soup can, with the top lid removed and poke a hole in the bottom just big enough to stick a fire cracker in it. Place the can with the open end down in the water and light the fuse. It would send the can really high into the air. We used to experiment to see how high we could shoot the can. God I was lucky to have such a great time as a kid.[:)]
“You're only young once but you can be immature for as long as you want”
Bottle Rockets make great semi-guided missles. Take a pair of oven mits, issue one to your friend/enemy. Get the ends of your dads fishing poles, thread the sticks of the rockets through the eyelets and hold the rod end with the oven mitt. Aim..light..FIRE ! I have no idea how I survived without losing an eye or two. Or putting one out for that matter.
Those BB gun CO2 bottles, (the little metalic ones) make awesome grenades. Dad was a reloader, so we had loads of gunpowder around to tease fate with. One day we pourded some gunpowder in a spent CO2 bottle, threaded in a firecracker fuse, and stuffed the opening with some paper. Now we though it would be like some cool rocket motor or something. Yeah right ! That thing went off like a bomb ! The neighbor came running out of his house screaming at us. Right next to where I was standing a 1/2" hunk of shrapnel was wedged into the stucco ! That was the only piece we ever found of it.
That was before we were 12 !.
History began July 4th, 1776. Anything before that was a mistake.
The Yankee Motto:
Use it up,
Wear it out,
Make do,
Or do without.
"God Help us, and God, come yourself.
Don't send Jesus, this is no place for children."
perhaps the bong has given the necessary neural jump start for such ideas...
spud guns:
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The Yankee Motto:
Use it up,
Wear it out,
Make do,
Or do without.
"God Help us, and God, come yourself.
Don't send Jesus, this is no place for children."
The Yankee Motto:
Use it up,
Wear it out,
Make do,
Or do without.
"God Help us, and God, come yourself.
Don't send Jesus, this is no place for children."
I don't take no crap from anybody! ... else but you.
I wear the pants around here!...when I'm finished with your laundry.
'Cause I'm a guy you don't want to fight! ... when I say "jump" you say "yeah, right".
I'm the man of this house! ... until you get home.
What I say goes around here! ... right out the window.
And I don't want to hear a lot of whining! ... so I'll shut up.
The sooner you learn who's boss around here! ... the sooner you can give me my orders, dear.
'Cause I am the head honcho! ... but it's all in my head.
And I can have sex anytime! ... that you want.
'Cause I'm a man who has needs! ... but they're not that important.
And don't expect any flowers from me! ... because if I'm not mistaken you prefer jewelry.
I'm the king of my castle! ... when you're not around.
And I'll drink and watch sports whenever I want! ... to get into trouble.
And I'll come home when I'm good and ready! ... to sleep on the couch.
Because a man's got to do what a man's got to do! ... and I'm going to do what you tell me to.
Because I'm top dog around here! ... but I've been neutered!