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Kid Crap!


planeflyer21

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Anyone else surprised they are alive?  I mean really.

We blew poop up, played with gasoline, with gun powder, we even had metal tennis ball canons!

I don't know where Dad was (or Mom for that matter) but my brother thought it would be kick ass to run a zip line, ala G.I.Joe, from the top of the pine tree in the front yard, over the side yard, and into a pile of pillows nailed against the garage out back.

One thing about kids...if we didn't have money for parts of a project (like rope), we improvised.  In this case my brother reasoned that Dad's 100' extension cord would work great as a zip line.  He wasn't stupid!  He made sure it was tight like a guitar string, several feet making a knot at both the garage end and the pine tree end.

Almost all set.  Boy Scout belt through pulley...check.  Boy Scout belt through leather belt on waist...check.  Pulley on extension cord-zip line...check.

20' off the ground and LAUNCH! pushing out forcefully from the pine tree, acceleration was rapid, hair blowing in the wind and then...suddenly...shooting straight up, as gravity took over 15' out horizontally from the tree when the extension cord SNAPPED!  Fortunately for him, the 6' tall pyracantha hedge broke his fall.

Also fortunately for him, there was already a dozen places on the extension cord with electrical tape patches.  Dad never even noticed.

Jon

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Kid in highschool almost met Darwin.  Snapple bottle full of gasoline with not one m-80, but 2. One on each side. I guess he couldn't light the second one in time. Only thing that saved most of his hair was that to was pulled back in a pony tail. 

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I was walking up to the park one evening, bumped into a couple of buddies on the way back who had found a book of matches at the park.

The old guy on the corner right there had dozens of cans, jars, bottles, and jugs outside his back wall.  We started immediately looking for one that smelled like gasoline.  We found that in the form of a 1 gallon milk jug (it was the '70s).

So we are all huddled around this milk jug in the alley, taking turns dropping lit matches in it.  Drop the match and the flame would go out before it hit the bottom.  Bill, the oldest in the group, grabbed the matches and said "Move!  Let me see this."

He picks up the jug, rolls it around a bit and sets it back down.  Grabbing the matches, he strikes one and peers into the spout, drops the lit match, then peers into the spout again...

Just as a miniature afterburner flame shoots out about 6" for about 3 seconds, making a "BbvvvvvvvPP" sound.  For the whole 3 seconds Bill kept his face over the spout, trying to see while at the same time trying to keep his eyes from getting burned.  Flame stops, Bill looks up wide-eyed, no eyebrows or eyelashes.  Me and Eddy bust out laughing, Bill starts crying.

Bill's Dad was the loudest, meanest, yellingest parent in the neighborhood and now Bill had to go face him at dinner time.  He quickly devised a plan, he would sneak into his sister's room and use eyebrow pencil, concealing our dumbassery until his face hairs grew back.

He said he sat at the dinner table, everyone stone quiet and staring at him, and "WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YOUR EYEBROWS!!?!!" exploded from his Dad.  After he fessed up, he got a yelling lecture on how the "goddammed Germans" used to make glass bottle bombs and we were lucky we weren't all dead for being so stupid.

No kidding.

Jon

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Who remembers BB gun wars? :cookoo:

I remember when we had a BB gun war inside my house. We didn't want to blow out a window, so we used wooden match sticks. I shot my best friend in the neck, imbedding the match into his skin.

Yes! One pumpers only… which last till you got hit a few times, then it was on… for all of one more hit!

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I was dangerously inventive. My improvised explosives career was impressive, but ended abruptly. I took a large CO2 cylinder (think it was meant to inflate a small rubber raft) filled it with a mixture of various flamibles (black powder...open fireworks....match heads..) on the larger rounded end I filed a hole just big enough to fit a 12g primer. It was a work of art.... And it was so Fn loud it shook windows in other neighborhoods. it also shot like a cruise missile right into my leg behind the knee. Split all the tendons and actually clamped the artery down without cutting it. I spent a week in the hospital and the whole summer in a leg brace. Had to have the dressing changed twice a day consisting of a long piece of gauze wrapped around my reattached tendons. Was pretty aweful.

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Yup.

While minors we played with all sorts of black powder filled CO2 containers.  Our route was to enlarge the hole already there and use canon fuse.

We did a biggish one for O2 too, about 15" long, came out of an airliner and still had the emergnecy mask attached when we got ahold of it.  Dropped it down an old mineshaft, which was down about 10', with the entrance into the mountain sealed with rubble.  Also dropped a paper sack.

36" of fuse lit, and we all run around behind a rock about 15' away.  The wait took an eternity...but none of use were willing to go look (probably learned a bit by then).  BOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM!!!!!! with a shower of rocks spewing out like a giant shotgun and a visible soundwave moving away, with the oddest sound.

Look back in the hole, paper bag was covered almost all the way, the shaft entrance was now visible, and a new vein of turquoise was visible.  Cool stuff!

A few years later a couple of dudes killed themselves at a New Years party in the Rillito, trying to light off a gasoline bomb they created.

Jon

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Who remembers BB gun wars? :cookoo:

I remember when we had a BB gun war inside my house. We didn't want to blow out a window, so we used wooden match sticks. I shot my best friend in the neck, imbedding the match into his skin.

yea my buddy had a few spring fired BB pistols that we used have BB gun wars with in his parents basment. im pretty sure we ruined a whole set of his moms wine glasses. im pretty sure if she found out we were shooting at each other she would have had and stroke cuz when we were younger we couldnt even point toy guns at each other we had to shoot at imaginary bad guys!? we didnt wear safety glasses unitl one day he shot me just below the eye, then we figured it was a good time to wear them!

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We used to load shotgun shot in our .22 airguns and shoot at each other.....Some bitch neighbor called the cops. They took us down town. Cops said the complaintant was a bitch and they did not believe that we would be stupid enough to shoot at each other  <lmao>

One of the few situations where being downhill was an advantage. Guys shooting down hill had to move quick before the shot fell out of the barrel

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yeah as a kid we used to steal our parents propane bottles, preferably the small camping stove variety but every now and then get lucky enough to get a bbq pit size, make a huge fire in the woods, throw it in and run...

Good times nowadays kids dont kno how to have fun dam video games....go blow some poop up  LMAO

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