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General Forums => The O' Club => Topic started by: GtoRA2 on January 21, 2003, 02:27:49 PM
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Come on fess up, how many of you played with fire, who burned their toys, ETC.
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I used to play doctor with the girls next door, so I never felt the need to burn anything.
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Its amazing what a fuselage full of matchheads will do when lit
Many a WW2 fighter died fiery deaths :D
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sounds like you burned the girls father Udet :eek:
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Rigged a F18 plastic model with 3 fire crackers and two rocket motors and set it off.... got about 12 feet up, then the second rocket motor went of and it start to spin then it blew up!
LoL
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Didn't burn things much, but did play with a lot of fireworks.
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If you want to avoid getting into trouble because you're playing with matches, always remember to protect your eyebrows.
Once, made a pile out of the innards of some firecrackers I found on the ground with no fuses. Tried a few times to light it with a match. Finally, I leaned way over to look really close, to try to get the pile to light. Of course it went, and I lost my eyebrows which tipped mom off to what I was up to. I also inhaled a bunch of smoke, and was in bed sick the rest of the day.
Another time, much later in life. I went on a smoke break with a guy I didn't know very well. I was trying to get my cigarette lit, but it was windy, so I was having trouble. The guy pulls out this Bic lighter (one of the adjustable flame ones). I put the cigarette in my mouth, cupped my hands around the lighter, flicked it, and lost one of my eyebrows. The love muffin had "adjusted" the lighter to turn it into a blowtorch. I was pissed. My boss asked why I had no eyebrow (only lost one that time). It was a bit of time before I grew it back, and every now and then someone had the balls to ask what had happened to my eyebrow.
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OMFG!!!
I just laughed so hard!! thats too funny!
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fire, firecrackers, summertime, dirt roads and GI Joes.
aww yeah :D
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GI joes filled with powder.
spend 2 days building a big 'frontier fort' out of popsicle sticks. fill it with little plastic cowboys. flick matches to simulate 'flaming arrows'. burn it down in 5 minutes.
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ooooooo i did i did
muhahahahahahahahahahahahaha
but i played with electrisity 2
oh and the girls nxt door
lol hehehe:D :p
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I still do
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Ok so me and my buddy are BBQing steaks on the tail gate of his dads old truck in the drive way...
We get done and decide to take a 2 liter bottle and half fill it with lighter fluid and toss it on the grill.
We do and it does not do what we thought it would it just melts then tips over and pours the fluid in the truck bed, and THEN lights! lol
The whole bed is ablaze and my buddy is freaking! I am on the lawn laughing so hard I can move, when I finally can I crawl over to the hose and put it out... No damage done.
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Firecrackers (blackcats, back when they could blow a finger off) and Revell plastic models.
WMD's. Find Red Ant hill that opens in an asphalt driveway or parking lot. Pour lighter fluid or gasoline down the entrance. Stuff pop bottle rocket or blackcat in the entrance, light a slow fuze and run.
Results would leave the blacktop looking like a Nevada underground test.
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oh ya.. back in the 70's you could get really wicked firecrackers.. dad would buy a boatload every year (as he was just as much a kid as we were in this regard)..so we would have firecrackers all year round..he's the one who showed us to slide one in a snowball in the winter and during a snowball fight you would have snow grenade.. so we had lots to play with and we would cut them open and harvest the flash powder till we had cups of the stuff. then re-engineer our own little bombs and napalm (take gasoline and then dump in a bunch of packing peanuts till no more would melt and then you had a flammable goo) then it was out to the vacant lot for a little vietnam war with the toy soldiers.
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1 can of flamable spray (Lysol worked great) one lighter and an antbed. Step in the antbed and let them start crawling all over, then go to town with the lighter and lysol.
Stop
Wait 1 hour for them to get all their dead in a pile, then kick the thing again and repeat....
:D
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okokok.... Another one.
Was about 6 years old. I had an older, and more importantly, less supervised friend just up the street. One day, we're in his garage, tinkering with matches, and we decide to turn my bike into a motorcycle. We make a tinfoil "tailpipe", attach it to my schwinn, complete with playing card in the spokes for the "engine". We stuff all kinds of paper, foam, and some flammable chemicals of some sort. Lit it up, and I started riding.
In my excited, 6 year old innocent state, the first thing I did was ride by my dad, who was in our driveway up the street washing our car. First thing he did was completely hose me down, then got real pissed. I was just really mad that he put out my motorcycle.
The flames coming off that schwinn must've looked real cool though.
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My dad taught me how to take black powder, cannon fuse, Testor's paint bottles and turn them into cool grenades.
:D
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Maybe 4-5 years ago two friends and myself were in a different friend's garage waiting for him to finish cleaning.
Being bored, we found a gas can half full with fuel, and poured some over a hammer. Friend A wanted a flaming hammer deal while Friend B and myself disagreed. He ignited the hammer, held it up in some weird pose, DIRECTLY over the gas can... we watched in horror as a single drop of fuel fell (in slow motion) from the hammer to the top of the gas can. The siding ignited and somehow ignited a patch of oil from one of the cars in the garage. Friend B kicked the gas can out of the garage, the flames spread to some boxes of clothing stacked on the wall. I found a large plywood board (4ft x 4ft about) and threw it on the flaming pile of oil/gas. Friend A took the half burning boxes of clothes and tossed them onto the concrete. The rest was put out courtesy a garden hose.
The flames were UNBELIEVABLY high, almost about to climb up the wooden walls. I crapped my pants twice! We were amazed we actually got the shrecker out... even though we almost burned down our friend's garage, we still thought it was pretty darn cool :D
(our friend still knows nothing of the incident :D)
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Fire no. Electricity yes.
When I was about 2 1/2 years old I pulled the electrical prong, from the T.V., have way out of the electical outlet. I then proceeded to lick it.
*Zorch!!!*
*Bwaaaaa!*
My dad, saw the tail end of this and said to himself, "Heh, he won't do that again."
*lick*
*Zorch!!!*
*Bwaaaaa!*
My dad, somewhat amazed at this display, was pretty sure I had learned my lesson.
*lick*
*Zorch!!!*
*Bwaaaaa!*
Alas, my boundless optimism was finally restrain and I learned that maybe the electrical outlet wasn't my friend...or snack.
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Distances himself from Thrawn
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A word of caution:
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Originally posted by Greese
Another time, much later in life. I went on a smoke break with a guy I didn't know very well. I was trying to get my cigarette lit, but it was windy, so I was having trouble. The guy pulls out this Bic lighter (one of the adjustable flame ones). I put the cigarette in my mouth, cupped my hands around the lighter, flicked it, and lost one of my eyebrows. The love muffin had "adjusted" the lighter to turn it into a blowtorch. I was pissed. My boss asked why I had no eyebrow (only lost one that time). It was a bit of time before I grew it back, and every now and then someone had the balls to ask what had happened to my eyebrow.
I lost an eyebrow in an accident with a bong back in the 60s. Instead of walking around with only one eyebrow I shaved the other one and drew on eyebrows every day with a Magic Marker. It was cool cause I could make myself look like I was scowling with one eyebrow yet look surprised with the other eyebrow. I can't believe Greese walked around looking like a freak.
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Legos, Hot Wheels, fire, plastic army men...
All of these were staple toys to me.
The thrill of fire could only be outmatched by getting air on my bike or sled.
eskimo
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Do Not!
I Repeat, Do Not,
fill one of those water rockets with gasoline and then launch it 12 inches over a burning rag!
If you do, your hands, arms and shirt will instantly ignite!
I can still remember looking straight up, searching for my fire-breathing rocket, and then suddenly feeling warm all over.
eskimo
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Has anyone played with thermite at all?
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Fire good!
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We dug a hole once and filled it with lighter fluid and made a burning hell pit. Melted down a whole bunch of toys and items to slag. Including steel items. But wait we know that can't happen, those WTC tinfoil hat experts told me so!
I must have been under Republican mind control even at age 12.
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Me keeper of flame!
-SW
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Originally posted by Thrawn
Fire no. Electricity yes.
When I was about 2 1/2 years old I pulled the electrical prong, from the T.V., have way out of the electical outlet. I then proceeded to lick it.
*Zorch!!!*
*Bwaaaaa!*
My dad, saw the tail end of this and said to himself, "Heh, he won't do that again."
*lick*
*Zorch!!!*
*Bwaaaaa!*
My dad, somewhat amazed at this display, was pretty sure I had learned my lesson.
*lick*
*Zorch!!!*
*Bwaaaaa!*
Alas, my boundless optimism was finally restrain and I learned that maybe the electrical outlet wasn't my friend...or snack.
Lol Thrawn!..I was maybe a year older when I invented the lightbulb...
1 hollow plastic light bulb from my older brother's magicians kit
2 nails
1 twist tie fillament
2 pieces of wire
1 electrical outlet
1 scared toejamless child
2 freaked out for weeks parents...:eek:
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When I was 13,my friend moved out next door.He left the kitchen window open so we could sneak in and drink beer.We was rummaging around the kitchen when I opened the utensil drawer.Inside was several boxes of 22 cal bullets.We proceeded to go outside and someone came up with the crazy idea of setting them off...I grabbed a box of Zip BBQ starter cubes from my garage. We would put a bullet on a cube and light it...A minute or so later......We did this again and again as it sounded like the loudest cherry bomb ever ignited...Just then a neighbour came out and cursed at us for setting off firecrackers next to his house!..."If I hear one more bang....."
He didn't notice the already lit cube 6 feet from where he was standing.."uh oh"
Outta the bunch of us there,I was of course the one chased and caught.Had to explain to my dad and then the police what I was doing with a box of ammunition.
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LMAO! Beautiful! :D
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So where did the bullets end up? You fire'em straight up? :D
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Originally posted by Octavius
So where did the bullets end up? You fire'em straight up? :D
Without a barrel, I imagine the slug does not go far. But I would think it could still be lethal.
Speaking of eyebrows. Had an associate in the USAF that had one of those eyebrows that joined straight across his forehead.
At his seperation party, he got wasted and passed out. We shaved half of the brow off. He had to do all of his out processing with only the left half of his brow left.
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I knew a kid that used to shave the unibrow to make two normal brows. He'd do it in the summertime and leave a nice white bar where the hair used to be. His tan face and the white "ghost-brow" earned him lots of ridicule :)
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I remember being about 4 years old and a 5 year old neighbor kid taught me about this magical thing called matches. We would strike the side of the box and create fire! WoooHoo! We would drop the lit matches into the kitchen garbage as we kept striking new matches for that magical 'creating fire' effect. Was fun until the darn kitchen garbage can (plastic) caught on fire. Smoke was pouring out of our apartment (had the door open all this time). Some bigger kids came running over and started whacking away at the fire with our broom until the flames went out. Imagine this gooey soot all over the place as well as the smoke. We lived in this large apartment complex on the Navy base in Yokusuka, Japan. Must of housed about 60 or so units. My parents were really upset at the adult that was supposed to be watching me and my little sister. He stayed in his apartment and left us alone. I did the honorable thing that only a frightened 4 year old would do.....blamed my 2 year old little sister. Dern, my parents didn't buy it. One of the few times we weren't punished. I guess they were just grateful that the complex wasn't burned down and that we were okay.
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Thrawn! That was FUNNY as hell!
Ok so we are all like 16 and 17 and decide to head out to half moon bay for a little bon fire on the beach.
We take my old cast iron hibachi, and toss it from the top of the cliff down to the beach, and it survives fine.
So we BBQ burgers and relax, and decide now is the time. We tike the hibachi and carry it towards the water, then take a can of WD40, and set it on the grill and run.
About a minute later it goes off with a boom. (nothing spectacular cause it is still daytime). We go over and look at the BBQ and it is trashed, it blew off the cast iron grill holders.
SO later that night we have a big bonfire going with pallets and decide try it again, so we take the can, a 30% more can and toss it in and run. This time it goes off much faster! BOOOOOOOOM.... and a huge mushroom cloud goes about 100 feet into the air and it shot coals from the fire well over 30 yards! Almost to wear we where standing! AWESOME!!! we did it 2 or three more times, over the next year.... lol then they changed the can design.
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Speaking of .22 bullets, did you know that if you suck one up in a vacuum cleaner, it might go off?
My brother and I had been target shooting and we had a few bullets left in our pockets. Apparently one fell out when we were sitting on the couch. Later Mom was vacuuming between the couch cushions, and … CRACK!
Fortunately nobody got hurt. Until Dad got home that is.
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Saw the movie Midway. Put together plastic aircraft carrier model, put M80's in the hull, put remainder of glue on the deck, put in the water and lit on fire. 2 of 4 m80's actually went off, 1st one blew the model to hell, the other went off under the water.
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Oh yea! The aerosol can in the fire thing... thanks for reminding me.
I was a Boy scout and nothing created a bigger panic at campouts than the words "OFF CAN!!!!".
A can of "OFF" (thats bug repelent for the chronologically or geologically challenged) made short work of a campfire and caused quite the mess.
ahhhh youth.
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Mom always wondered where all the coolers got off to. What she didn't know was styrofoam and gasoline made one heckuva mixture of napalm. Just the right gooiness Never will forgot the time I slung some burning napalm on my brother. That boy sure could dance.
And we're not even going to talk about the accetylene bombs. How I didn't get maimed is a wonder.
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OH, Did I EVER play with fire. Gasoline was my poison.
My parents have an extra wooded lot next to their house (about 3/4 acre). So, one dry summer day, I got the brilliant idea to carry some gas out into the woods and set fire to it. I figged and nice sandy spot would work nicely.
So, I proceeded to dump said gasoline into the sand, (watching in amazment how quickly it soaked up and spread). I then stuck the match, failing to realize I was now standing on gas soaked sand.
WHOOOF!!!!!!!
I looked down and my shoes were on fire, so, what did I do? RAN out of the woods to the back yard, dropping burning pieces all over the groud (which was covered in dry leaves).
My dad actually saw the flash from the living room window. He saw me go into the woods carrying the coffee can and was wonder what I was up to. Dad managed to put me out and the woods before the whole works went up.
He was not pleased :D
Course, you'd think old age would make you smart. NOT. So when I was 24 or so, my buddy and I decided to fill a garbage bag full of Acetylene gas from his Dad's torch, which was in his 40x80 enclosed shed. It looked pretty good actually, holding on to 10 gallon bag full of acetylene. We twist tied it shut, intending to shoot a bottle rocket into it once we got outside. We never got the chance.
Anyone ever hear of static electricity???
WHOMP!!!
My buddy had just put it down next to the tractor where is apparently grounded out and blew up. We blew out every window in the shed along with 2 window in the car that was parked in the shed.
His dad was not pleased :D My ears rang for about a week....
With all the crap I did, its amazing I survived this long.... :D :D :D
ADDED THIS DISCLAMER...
For all you kiddies out there who might be reading theses posts, DO NOT TRY THESE AT HOME!!!
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Thraw that was quality
Eskimo you get my vote!
Heres my story
At the age or 11/12 years old tmy self and the neiborhood kids all gathered at "the least supervised kids house" (he lived with mom and she was divorced)! It was a hot summer night and we all in the mood for sum excitement!
After blowing off the last of any fireworks we could muster we noticed there was a big lawn roller by the side of the house with a huge dent in the rolling surface, upon futher inspection we noticed there was a hole in this dent about 2/3 inches around.
Boom light bulb goes off over Said Kids house's head and he decides "hey lets pour gas in there then light it and see what happens" so after pouring about 1/2 gallon in to the hole in the roller its time to light the thing.
There i was with lighter in hand "Flick flick flick" nothing. So said kid think looking in the hole while i try lighting this he might be able to figure out whats wrong! So i say ok! sqwat down and turn my head away cause i have a feeling somethings gonna happen!
Flick
FLCIKBOOM ROOOOOOOAAAARRRRRR
(next sequence all in SLOW MO)
flames go shooting 6/8 feet high then i notice "sadi Kids" head directly over the hole still looking in ..............flames were shooting around his head! He slowly raises up from the still firey blash eminating from the roller eyebrows nothing but little black burned up nubs (this guy has blond hair and a mullet at the time)
hair is plaster back like a DON KING do (back instead of up) and on the ends of his blond haor are little burnt up black balls still smoking...................... ..as we all watch him in awe with a blank stare on his face.........well all started to laugh
then the chase beguins hes running after me for lighting the thing telling me hes gonna kill me the whole time theres a smoke trail billowing behind him after a shrt chase he relizes its pointless and gives up chase and turns his anger on the crowd thats laughing at him.
To this day that was the funniest thing i have ever witness in person!
:D BOX
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I used to light my farts
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Speaking of lighting farts-
During college dorm days (not all that long ago):
One night we were lighting our farts, and one of the guys decides he might get a bigger fireball by going bareass. We warned him not to do it, it seemed like we'd heard stories of people exploding and such. He blows us off, and proceeds to hold a lighter to his bare bellybutton pointing up in the air.
About a half second after he lets it go, he jumps up and starts running around screaming. We notice the strong odor of burnt hair. He's yelling something like "It's in me! It's in me! AAAUUUUGGGGGHHHH!!!!!!!"
A minute or so later, after he hasn't blown up, he's in the bathroom putting water on his butthole which is blistered. All his hair is singed, and he's swearing every so often. The rest of us can't stop laughing for about a week. He was sore for many days.
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ROFL!!! Man, those are funny!
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A *very* long time ago when I didn't know about the effects of fire + hair spray, I had a cool thought of litting up paper in the toilet and then extinguish it with the hair spray....
Well.. instead of the fire going away, the hair spray turned out ot be a flamethrower :rolleyes:
It was pretty cool... but I decided to never do that one again..
(I was too young to be educated of it by the movies of hair spray flamethrowers :>)
Then cousin had some of these plastic soldier figures and some of those vehicles, tanks and planes which comes with them in same packs.
We used to shoot those with a gun and burn :)
The melting plastic dropping down was pretty cool looking and sounding.
What was cooler, was burning other friends toy cars.
Metal frame and plastic tires/inside.
Of course we burned bit bigger toy car, which was a spring powered.. you know.. roll it backwards on the floor and then it'll goes forward.
At first it didn't lit up at all.. but then it lit up with nice big flames all the sudden and lit up nice and bright :>
The metal must been dealt with some kind of oil... or the paint.
During burning the spring gave up and made some sudden bang from inside the car when it gave up.. we scared that one :>
Those cars looked quite neat.. little bit of hammering and they would have looked very much like been in an accident ;P
Otherwise.. nothing bigger.... always safe player ;)
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Greese, you have left an unpleasant image in my mind. :D
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:D
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Got caught with matches during a very dry summer around the side of our summer cabin at Cass Lake, Minn. at age 5. Apparently I got a lickin' (don't remember it though, just remember getting busted) and learned my lesson.
Torched a couple balsa wood models with gasoline and matches (after months of hard labor building them) when I was like 12.
Thats about it.
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In the '70's, I removed the gas tank from my airplane because it had a pin leak, the result of a sheet metal screw rubbing a hole in it over time.
I had the tank out and laying on the grass in my backyard. I had planned on trying to braze or solder to repair the small hole.
I figured that if I filled the tank up with water, it would force the avgas fumes out of the tank. So to be extra safe, I completely filled and emptied the tank with water from the hose 4 times.
I sat on a stool in the yard to work on the tank. I fired up the torch near the gas tank opening and WHHOOOOOOMPFP...
I was blown backwards off the stool - my eyebrows got burnt and I had a lot of stinky singed hair and burns.
I never could completely understand this. The only thing I could figure is that gasoline will actually permeate metal over time, and will still fume out even if you wash it with water...
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:D
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Since I build plastic models a lot, I usually run out of room in my bedroom to hang all of them, so the ones that are old or really crappy get taken down and set in the garage to be destroyed. I do this many ways: shooting them with my BB gun, smashing them with a hammer, and the most fun when the parents aren't home, dousing them in gasoline and lighting them on fire.
One year, I was surprised when my Dad gave me the idea of blowing up my old models with M-80's. So, one day in the summer, he and I went to my grandfather's farm in Springtown, taking along an old B-29 model I built. I had since built a new B-29 and B-36, so did not need this one. Anyways, we get out there and my grandfather brings out a single M-80 from his collection. I'm talking the real M-80, the one that can blow a mailbox completely over a house.
Anyways, my Dad pulled off one of the engine mounts and taped the M-80 on the inside of the wing as best he could. He then reattached the engine mount with the fuse hanging out and we took it outside. I lit the fuse and threw the model into the air.
POW!!!
The entire wing exploded and disentigrated and the model crashed to earth. Upon inspection, it looked like it had been hit by a German rocket. The entire wing was gone, and a huge chunck of the fuselage was gone. The other wing snapped on impact. We then disposed of the corpse and went back into the house.
It's now an annual thing. The neighbors get a kick out of it. I'll post a video someday.
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Well this one is so much playing with fire reclessly but accidently.....
Summer time setting in a Pine forest near my house my self and another group of kids decided to build a fort. so we spent weeks afterschool take the old dead pine tree and arranging them around a little group of tree's. we too and made cross members to frame in the top then laid logs standing on end leaning up for the walls, covered the roof with logs laying flat acrossed the top. then covererd to whole thing with dead dry PINE needles.
so imaging a little hut 5 ft tall flat roof and covered in pine needles.
Well one kid decides it'ld be a cool idea to install a little fire place inside. He took some old metal can cut an opening in to it and some 5inch pipe to be our smoke stack.
We modified the fort so there was a hole for our smoke stack to exit and thru pine needles around it (to seal it up from the rain((like it would help))). after all our hard work we decide to light a lil fire and try it out.
10 minutes later we look up at the roof and notice all the neeldes around the stack are on fire............
The big kid or oldest guy of the bunch proceeds to get on top to try and stomp this thing out well the stomping did do anything so in his frustration he start jumping on it.....
crash thru the roof he goes ...... new there he was standing in side the burning fort which about 50% covered in flame and growing rapidly (you know how dry pine burn)
he manages to dive out the entrance and not get burnt and we run to the house and call the fire department.
the show up 5 min later (they are at the end of the road 1mile away)
By the time they get there, there is flames shooting out the top of the pine forest and an hour later they get the fire out!
i was 13 when this happend and 30 now , to this day that forest is still scared from that fire, and the hole in the canopy is still visable.
ah the things we did as kids.........
Box:D
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LOL some of us are crazy, and others of you are just WAY insane.
LOL. Keep them coming.
Oh and for the record I have never lit a fart.