11-18-2006, 03:24 AM
Another story:
When I was younger, I was a pyro. I don't mean I liked to just set things on fire, I liked to blow shit up.
Thankfully I have outgrown that and I now value my life a bit more.
My dad used to hunt and he owned a muzzle loader. This also meant that he had pyrodex gunpowder for it. Well, I taught myself how to make the equivalent of firecrackers with a bit of pyrodex, something for a wick, and papertowel to pack the shit tightly in whatever I put it in.
One day, my parents were gone and just Baker and I were home. So, of course, I had to share my newfound knowledge.
After we made some small explosions, we decided to pack half a 20 oz bottle with pyrodex and see what happened. I made sure to put a long ass wick on that fucker cause I knew it would be a big bang and I didn't want to get hurt.
So we take it out into the field (lived in the country at this point) and put it in the firepit. This firepit had a big metal rim around it to contain the fire. I put the bottle leaning up against this rim. I lit the wick and we ran about 75 yards away to get away from it.
The bang was so loud that one of the windows in the garage by the house shattered. At that point we thought we were no doubt going to be in trouble.
We went down to see what it had done to the firepit and it had moved the rim almost 10 feet. There was a bigass crater in the ground too.
About 5 minutes later, police sirens could be heard and we both ran into the house and hid in the basement. We heard a knock on the door, but we didn't go answer. After about a half hour, we came out and nobody was there so we figured we were off the hook.
So we went back outside and dragged the pit back into place and did the best we could to fill in the hole, but we both forgot about the broken window.
My dad didn't find the broken window for about a week and when he did find it, he didn't understand what had happened. He started asking us about it to find out if we knew anything, and I think he knew that we caused it, but didn't know how. Luckily Baker kept his mouth shut and didn't tell him what happened.
When I was younger, I was a pyro. I don't mean I liked to just set things on fire, I liked to blow shit up.
Thankfully I have outgrown that and I now value my life a bit more.
My dad used to hunt and he owned a muzzle loader. This also meant that he had pyrodex gunpowder for it. Well, I taught myself how to make the equivalent of firecrackers with a bit of pyrodex, something for a wick, and papertowel to pack the shit tightly in whatever I put it in.
One day, my parents were gone and just Baker and I were home. So, of course, I had to share my newfound knowledge.
After we made some small explosions, we decided to pack half a 20 oz bottle with pyrodex and see what happened. I made sure to put a long ass wick on that fucker cause I knew it would be a big bang and I didn't want to get hurt.
So we take it out into the field (lived in the country at this point) and put it in the firepit. This firepit had a big metal rim around it to contain the fire. I put the bottle leaning up against this rim. I lit the wick and we ran about 75 yards away to get away from it.
The bang was so loud that one of the windows in the garage by the house shattered. At that point we thought we were no doubt going to be in trouble.
We went down to see what it had done to the firepit and it had moved the rim almost 10 feet. There was a bigass crater in the ground too.
About 5 minutes later, police sirens could be heard and we both ran into the house and hid in the basement. We heard a knock on the door, but we didn't go answer. After about a half hour, we came out and nobody was there so we figured we were off the hook.
So we went back outside and dragged the pit back into place and did the best we could to fill in the hole, but we both forgot about the broken window.
My dad didn't find the broken window for about a week and when he did find it, he didn't understand what had happened. He started asking us about it to find out if we knew anything, and I think he knew that we caused it, but didn't know how. Luckily Baker kept his mouth shut and didn't tell him what happened.