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Re: The MacGrübër Award [send4hlp] < Reply # 20 on 6/22/2011 6:09 PM >
I don't intend for this to be an entry, merely a story.
My parent's were away on holidays back in the 1980's when life was at a slower pace. Some friends and I stole a bottle of gunpowder from another friend's house. We tried different things like putting it inside of a bike pump (we'd never even heard of the term 'pipe bomb'), or lighting a pile of it.
We decided to try to spice things up a bit and put a large pile of it on the ground, and placed a two foot pylon on top of it. I drop a match down into the pylon, and wait. Nothing....
So my friend goes over and looks into the top of the pylon, which is about the diameter of a quarter.
WHOOOOSH!!
It ignites and smoke billows out of the top of the pylon. My friend goes running into my bathroom to wash his face. I follow him into the bathroom and break out laughing as I see that his hair is actually smoking. After it was all said and done he'd lost some of his eyebrows but escaped injury.
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Re: The MacGrübër Award [send4hlp] < Reply # 21 on 6/22/2011 6:52 PM >
Posted by Send4Help A little late in the game, but thanks for the award! I will keep it close to my heart ;)
I'll send you something in the mail or drop it off when I visit the area little trinkets for winning
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Re: The MacGrübër Award [send4hlp] < Reply # 22 on 6/23/2011 2:39 PM >
Posted by Yield
I'll send you something in the mail or drop it off when I visit the area little trinkets for winning
HOORAY!!
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