At 4/22/04 01:37 AM, HeinousAnus wrote:
well, maybe i should rephrase it, war sounds too harsh...i would call it a healthy competition, plus it makes our club look like it has some depth to it, which is something im sure every club would like to have, but dont :)
Well, if it is a long post that we are aiming for here, then let me welcome you guys to the new era. I am the master at typing out long posts, nobody can beat me in that area. But here goes one of my longer stories that happened a while back and was one of the most fun nights of my entire life. By the way, Heinous...next time you should try and seperate your story into paragraphs to make it easier to read.
Alright, this little story happened this year and was one of the greatest nights of my entire life. It was on July 4th, so you can imagine what types of things I was getting into. My best friend and his brother were over at their dad's house in another town, so I went over there that night with this girl that I liked and who was also best friends with my best friend. Confusing, eh? So anyways, there was this little fair going on across the creek that lined his dad's backyard, so we all crossed the creek and were hanging out over there for a while. We did the normal things, talked to people, listened to the bands that were playing. But that was boring...so yeah. After they had this huge Fireworks Show, we all went back and this is where all the fun began.
First of all, this is what we had. A ton of Bottle Rockets, we must have had at least a thousand or more. An entire package of BlockBusters, those are the loud ones that are all strung together in the shape of a square. We bought them in a brick, so there were about 100 packs of them. And some other things that are not important, except for the Cannon Fuse that I brought with. After the fair got over with, we all gathered out front and had some fun with the bottle rockets, like shooting them at each other and seeing who was brave enough to shoot one off while holding it in their teeth. Moronic stuff. Well, I had the idea of taking apart all of the packages of blockbusters that we had and piling them all up and lighting them at once. Which was going to be challenging. So we got a gas can and undid all of the blockbusters, then piled them up in the driveway. We poured a ton of gas on them to make sure that they would light, and I cut off two feet of Cannon Fuse. Then we ran it out and lit it. Normally, they all go off in a few seconds if you light one pack of them...one pop after another. Well, this huge pile caught on fire and a few seconds later, the whole thing just exploded. It might as well have been a pile of gunpowder (which is basically was). Scraps went flying everywhere, and we laughed for a good 20 minutes about that one. But that is not all....haha...
I had another idea with the bottle rockets that we had. Since my first plan worked out so well, I figured why not try something else. We found a board that was about as wide as the bottle rockets were so that they would rest on it neatly, and piled all thousand or so of them onto it. Then we doused them with gas, and I volunteered to light them. I strung some cannon fuse out of the huge pile, and we carried into his backyard. Since there were still people over at the fair that were leaving, we thought it would be funny to light them off so they shot across the creek at the cars that were leaving. We propped up the board, and everyone else ran back to take cover. I lit the fuse and ran away, then waited. But nothing happened. I went back over there after about 10 minutes to check on it, and the fuse burned out because the gas had soaked into the wood. So I tried to light it by running the flame of the lighter across the wood.
Bad idea...the wood burst into flames and my legs, shoes and all, caught on fire (luckily I was wearing pants). I almost shit my pants when the wood burst into flames and booked back towards my friends with my pants on fire, laughing the whole way. The flames put out while I was running, and we watched the rockets start to fly. They first hit a van and started bouncing off of the windows, and we all started laughing. Then a cop drove by and they started hitting his car. We laughed even harder until he stopped and another cop came by and the same thing happened to his car. I think a few even made it into his car, because he looked pissed from what I could see. They got out their flashlights and started looking around the creek, and we all ran for the front and took off in our cars, leaving the extra rockets that didn't shoot off right away to randomly shoot off and the board still on fire...haha. I never found out what happened....
The End. What a story, eh?