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Red Green

Tony Miklos wrote in
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On 11/18/2011 6:38 PM, Red Green wrote:
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On Thu, 17 Nov 2011 23:48:28 -0800 (PST),
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Ah, very sad. I remember getting up to those tricks myself.
The outlets over here were 240 volt. Really make your eyes light
up. Ever tried dropping ice cubes on to molten lead?
Or iodine into ammonia& let the result dry out?
Or bombs with weedkiller and sugar.
The kids today don't have any real fun.

Don't forget match heads. That was probably the most powerful
explosive the average person could get, usually for free in the
olden days. Bars and restaurants used to have big bowls of matches
right by the door.
It was labor intensive to scrape all of that stuff off the stick but
what else did kids have to do in those days?

Match heads! That pops a memory bubble.

Had a 2 ft pc of brass pipe. End cut off with a tubing cutter so it
was flared in on one end. Popped the gizmo out of the end of CO2
cartridges. PACKED in match heads cut from matchbooks. Wire cutters
were the bad- asses tool for this exercise. Towards it being filled,
put in a firecracker wick. Packed a few more heads in. Drop CO2
cartridge in pipe wick end first. Stops nicely with wick exposed out
back end because it's flared inwards. Hold pipe in hands, aim and
light wick (smart ehhh]. Thing would launch with a boom& flash. Cool
at night. Used to aim it across the river at the marina and listen
for the plunk when cartridge hit. Hear the people on the boats
sitting around getting drunk yelling "Hey you ****in' kids!" Laugh
asses off...so they could hear.

This was living...

I had a 1" steel pipe about 8" long. The one end was welded shut and
then had a little hole drilled in it. Insert fuse into hole then pack
a couple inches of match heads, a little wadding, then valve lifters
from the junk yard. Shot a lifter through a 60's vintage car door no
problem. Shot all kinds of stuff until I realized how dangerous it
would be it the pipe blew up, then I held it in place with a big rock
and stood back instead of holding it still with my foot.

Glad you weren't on the other side of the river.