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So, I figured that this was probably one of you meatheads. Oh, and I think I want to do it too.
‘Was’ being the operative word. How stupid do you have to be to not know that would happen? Forrest Gump knew better than that.Hey, that was a pretty nice yard.
I thought every boy learned that lesson at a young age by doing that very same thing in some form or fashion. How this cat made it to adulthood without this knowledge born out of experience AND was still stupid enough to do it the way he did is why Darwin Awards exist.‘Was’ being the operative word. How stupid do you have to be to not know that would happen? Forrest Gump knew better than that.
"Go burn the garbage pile". Not to mention recreational pyrotechnics.. My childhood GI Joe battles involved gasoline and rubber cement (napalm).I thought every boy learned that lesson at a young age by doing that very same thing in some form or fashion. How this cat made it to adulthood without this knowledge born out of experience AND was still stupid enough to do it the way he did is why Darwin Awards exist.
But I gotta give him points for the "stop, drop, and roll Dick roll" routine he was working on when the clip ended. Those circa 1970's PSAs are still paying off!
We had trash barrels we burned in. Did you know that an individual can utilize the airholes that are knocked in them to squirt gas efficiently into the flaming barrel with a syringe? If the air holes are big enough they can also be used to safely dispose of m80s in the fire while throwing lit trash all over the pasture upon detonation. Safety first!"Go burn the garbage pile". Not to mention recreational pyrotechnics.. My childhood GI Joe battles involved gasoline and rubber cement (napalm).
Dusty"Go burn the garbage pile". Not to mention recreational pyrotechnics.. My childhood GI Joe battles involved gasoline and rubber cement (napalm).
I remember.... There was an older very tall fat kid on my bus... Always picking on me and my best friend at the time, probably 5th grade.. We challenged him and told him to meet us at the creek on Saturday. We had the bridge soaked in gas and had trip wires both ways. Thankfully Darwin never showed up... In hindsight, we may have overreacted...Dusty
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everyone loved snake eyes so I couldn’t follow the crowd.