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Originally posted by Cobalt87 What was your biggest/funniest/most dangerous experience when fooling around with pyrotechnics? Mine was when my dad lite a M1000 off at the end of our driveway in retaliation during a fireworks competition that developed with our neighbors a couple of July 4ths ago. Needless to say, there was complete silence after that, and everybody was in their house waiting for the cops to show up. Fortunatly, none came. We won that competition

pics or STFU!!

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Originally posted by Xenocreator_PG_ pics or STFU!!

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last summer, a friend and I were taking ground spinners and lighting them off inside of a wine box. For some reason were though it was halious to watch the smoke come out of the box, and see the chared insides. We must have been bored.

I couple of summers ago right around the 4th of July, my family was watching the fireworks on the Themes River in our sailboat. There were at least 50 other boats around us, of coarse in the "don't anchor zone", but who cares on the 4th Right before the show, the yatch for the Foxwoods casino guests pulled infront of view of the barge, that ticked everybody off, horns were going off, shouting, all kinds of crap.They moved. The barge was 1/4 mile away and there was an excellent display of fireworks, and the noise was great! Just before the show, someone lit a cherry bomb off on there boat. There just happened to be the Coast Guard above us, but they didn't care for some reason.

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Once last year after a friend had blown me off for lunch i was feelin pretty pissed off, and me and a friend of mine decided to take some lighter fluid to a black nike shoe we had found in the band hallway at my school. We took the shoe outside near the band hall on this little concrete walkway type thing, and proceded to douse it with lighter fluid and set it aflame. It was good fun watching it, and needless to say, we werent satisfied with our little blaze when it started to fizzle out.

This whole thing was going on mere feet from our school wall, but we were in the back and no one ever showed up back there so we werent worried. Anyway, we overturned a small pile of foliage next to the shoe and threw it on top of the burning shoe (which now resembled a sandal). Next we spotted some newspaper and threw that in too, along with some discarded wood lying around.

By now our little shoe fire had turned into full blown arson and the flames reached probobly about 12 feet and was putting black soot up the side of our school, which we werent too worried about since it was solid concrete, resembling something akin to a prison. Anyway, we ran off a few times and returned to show it to one or two people, and after about 20 minutes, it started to draw a crowd and we decided to back off and retreat into the school.

The next day, we checked the spot out again, and black soot stained the school up to about 20 ft. and on the announcements there was a "crime stoppers reward" of $200 for information leading to the apprehension of the person or persons responsible for starting a large fire outside of school.

Good fuckin' times.

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Originally posted by Lateralus Once last year after a friend had blown me off for lunch i was feelin pretty pissed off, and me and a friend of mine decided to take some lighter fluid to a black nike shoe we had found in the band hallway at my school. We took the shoe outside near the band hall on this little concrete walkway type thing, and proceded to douse it with lighter fluid and set it aflame. It was good fun watching it, and needless to say, we werent satisfied with our little blaze when it started to fizzle out. This whole thing was going on mere feet from our school wall, but we were in the back and no one ever showed up back there so we werent worried. Anyway, we overturned a small pile of foliage next to the shoe and threw it on top of the burning shoe (which now resembled a sandal). Next we spotted some newspaper and threw that in too, along with some discarded wood lying around. By now our little shoe fire had turned into full blown arson and the flames reached probobly about 12 feet and was putting black soot up the side of our school, which we werent too worried about since it was solid concrete, resembling something akin to a prison. Anyway, we ran off a few times and returned to show it to one or two people, and after about 20 minutes, it started to draw a crowd and we decided to back off and retreat into the school. The next day, we checked the spot out again, and black soot stained the school up to about 20 ft. and on the announcements there was a "crime stoppers reward" of $200 for information leading to the apprehension of the person or persons responsible for starting a large fire outside of school. Good fuckin' times.

I would've ratted you out

my friends and i got drunk and threw fireworks into our bonfire...that was cool. but we were drunk

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Every year at my friends and my Independance day BBQ, we have the need to outdue last year. It always involves sparklers in some way or other. Last year it was 20 pack sparkler bombs, this year we had 3 boxes of #10 sparklers and 15 California Seal Deterrant Bombs and a garbage can. and 3500 dollars worth of assorted mortors and other goodies.

we still havent gotten the seal bombs in garbage can filled with water video online yet, but to give an idea of how cool of an expolsion it was... The lid was shot straight up in the air and stayed there for about 10 seconds.

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My dad had a firecracker explode when he was holding it. Somehow he didn't lose that hand.

That happened when he was a wee lad 50+ years ago
so I have no pics to show

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oooh, i have another story to tell...

A year ago, in late February after a friends birthday party at around 2 or 3 in the morning, my mate xach and i were drunkenly stumbling around my friends neighborhood with a gas can. We happened upon an old christmas tree of all things in an allyway. Now, i remind you, this is late february, so this thing is way past dead.

We proceed to dump gas all over the poor forgotten christmas tree and make a trail leading up to it from about 15 feet away. We light the trail, and it slowly creeps up the trail until it reaches the christmas tree and envelopes the whole thing in a magnificent dried pine and gasoline scented inferno.

We ran away after watching the fire for about a minute before anyone could see us and ambled back to our friends house. This is but one tale in a rather large anthology of pyromaniacal tales, involving many fireworks and burning tires and elementary school slide burnings.

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nothing like mexican fire works....gun powder and news paper I've done a lot of stupid stuff in my day like saturn missle wars and putting apple jacks in a bag with gas and then putting them on a stick/throwing them at my friends tent. Then stepping in the bag and throwing one up in the air and have it land in the bag helplessy lighting my whole body on fire lol.

We've got some good ones... most involving this same group of friends. We're all fireworks nuts I guess.

This year was pretty good. They found a fireworks shop with an online buy one get one free coupon. So we printed it out and drove to the store (a few hours away) and used it on this $150 roll of 16,000 blackcats. So we had 32,000 black cats ready to rock. Now, he lives on a nice little man made community lake. It's a decent sized lake, it's mostly just a few miles long and narrow, but at the end there's a huge earth dam, at the top of which is a beach and a very wide open area of lake. So what people around there like to do on the 4th is get all their pontoon boats and anchor all around this wide spot, or get on the beach. Either way, everyone is in the same spot really.

But this year we managed to get into this one kids yard. It's basically a huge giant backyard that goes right down to the water, adjacent to the beach. So we get down there on his little tiny boat ramp/seawall, and lay out one of the rolls. When uncoiled it's probably a good 50-60 feet long, so we have to lay it out so that it does 180 turns to save space, since we don't want to get all the scraps all over his grass.

Our plan was to terrorize the lake with the piercing noise, as well as smoking out the beach with about 15 large smoke bombs. We waited until it was peak time for boats/fireworks, and then waited till the wind was perfect to blow the smoke at the beach. Then we lit the smoke bombs, then we lit the 16k roll.... My friend on a nearby pontoon described the general chatter of our spectacle: "Oh hey, some kids are lighting black cats... man that's a big string of black cats....... it's still going...."

13 minutes. We estimate it would have gone at least 16-17 minutes had the sparks not jumped over to another section of the roll. Now, if you've ever lit black cats, you know how fucking loud they are, I've heard something along the lines of 140 dB. Loud as shit, at the very least. Now, your average black cat roll will last for 2 or 3 seconds. This one lasted 13 damn minutes of continuous thundering fury. When it finally ended the whole damn lake stopped and cheered for us.


This same group of friends and I have also done a lot of bottle rocket wars up at the school field. Oh yeah, and there was that one 4th of july a few years ago, when during the day we were out on my friends pontoon shooting huge bottle rockets out of a metal pipe. Well, this was back when there was a fat bitch who was the head of their neighborhood's homeowner's association. This is a real private, yuppie kind of neighborhood, and this fat bitch absolutely hated fireworks and hated all the people that would light them off (illegially I might add, here in Georgia). So there we were, out on the pontoon shooting bottle rockets and crusing around, when we float by her house. She starts honking at us with this loud, obnoxious boat horn that's up on her dock or house or something. So we retaliate, and start shooting big ones right towards her house. She starts laying on that fucking horn like it was the end of the world. I thought that was pretty damn funny.

Man I love fireworks.

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