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Sandta said:
Good onya Goldpick, now see what youve started.....
Im with 20xwater, where do i start ?
Id have to be one of the dumbest c out there.
I can relate to nearly all these posts, some have brought back memories that are sure to cause me sleeping issues
Curse you Goldpick...
Since my typing abilities suck so bad , ill put (some) events into words and get back to you later.
If my life was to published in a book , would have to be in the fiction section... because no one would believe it to be true , nor that im still alive
Stupid things

Begins aprox 1973 before moving overseas to live
#Playing under school building , play lunch , found matches, 3 classrooms burnt down = kambrook cord
#Blindfold younger brother, remove shoes , lead by hand , step in dog **** = kambrook cord ( i still think thats funny) the dog ****, NOT the cord
#Dug deep hole at beach, covered with towel, brother falls in, fill in hole(brother still in hole)go swimming , strangers dig child out as tide rises = kambrook cord
#Found air rifle in cubby house ,shot brother = kambrook cord , pellet still in leg(nearly 40 years)
###Moved overseas ...
#Learned how to make black gunpowder ( at school) what did they think was gonna happen?
All ingredients available at local drugstore ( in bulk)
#Local firecrackers readily available around christmas/ new years (made from very fine silver powder) much more effective than our homemade black powder, also provided supply source of , sort of reliable ,fuses( some burnt slowly , some were extremely fast ... No way of knowing what you would get... But they almost always worked)
#Model planes , Toys ,Letterboxes, Frogs ,Neighbours cat, COCONUTS!! , BAMBOO!! = 6foot hole 3 feet deep in paddock , 1 coconut could( and did) completely empty a front yard fish pond( along with windows in the house and the house opposite too)
#Was given 2 hand granades by our driver (FAIR DINCUM)
#Threw 1 granade into paddock over big brick wall (village perimeter) could hear shrapnel hitting against wall on other side
#Mum found other hand granade after reports of fat white kid on red bike reportedly seen throwing something over perimeter wall where farmers dead goats were found = feather duster( mum),leather belt( when dad got home) driver fired ...
#New driver taught me to drive( more about that later)
#Cut pistol shape out of plywood , u bolt water pipe to cut out, block off back of pipe with lead , drill fuse hole in pipe, insert fuse , hold gun upright while mate pours powder down barrel , put wad of toilet paper in barrel , still holding upright while mate uses long screwdriver to pack down .... BANG !!!
#Mate runs out of my bedroom , out of our house....
#Big black mark on bedroom ceiling, entire house stinks like gunpowder/sulphur, mum comes home = kambrook cord
Later that evening ... Phone rings , mum answers ... Hospital? Skin graft? .....
You would think that this would have changed things ( for the better)..
Well it did ... For a while ...
Mum found all the gunpowder and paraphernalia we had stashed under the stairs so that was the end of that for a while
Imagin holding and lighting that thing ... ??
#Molotov cocktails proved to be a BAD idea, my brother and his mate managed to pour flaming liquid down his mates back... Western shirt melted into the pour kids back,chest and arms, 3rd degree burns ,hospital , and careflight back to his origin NZ(i still often think about him)
#Shooting air rifle from mates roof at beach ball in neighbours pool, pellets kept bouncing off , peppering complete side of house, and broke window( that gave the game away) = leather belt
#Wrist Rocket( **** hot sling shot with forearm brace) 2 inch square of alfoil , wet marble in mouth, place in centre of foil , sprinkle with silver gunpowder (from local crackers) , wrap up tightly.... Explodes on impact !!! What a weapon...actually got away with that stuff.... But didnt get away with breaking car window with a rock ... Mum confiscated it then = kanbrook cord
#Would sneak out at night, take dads car , pick up mates and go racing...when i came back home i would turn off the ignition just before and roll up the driveway.... Until the last time .... Turned ignition off too far locked steering , no brakes , hit retaining wall, ****** the car(2.8 Ghia Granada) = extremely sore arse
Returned to Australia on my 16th birthday , there were a few instances after returning but generally never got caught doing bad things again . There have definitely been more stupid things but thats all im telling.
Im nearly 50 , have 2 boys , and hope they never read this
 
Sandta said:
Sandta said:
Good onya Goldpick, now see what youve started.....
Im with 20xwater, where do i start ?
Id have to be one of the dumbest c out there.
I can relate to nearly all these posts, some have brought back memories that are sure to cause me sleeping issues
Curse you Goldpick...
Since my typing abilities suck so bad , ill put (some) events into words and get back to you later.
If my life was to published in a book , would have to be in the fiction section... because no one would believe it to be true , nor that im still alive
Stupid things

Begins aprox 1973 before moving overseas to live
#Playing under school building , play lunch , found matches, 3 classrooms burnt down = kambrook cord
#Blindfold younger brother, remove shoes , lead by hand , step in dog poo = kambrook cord ( i still think thats funny) the dog poo, NOT the cord
#Dug deep hole at beach, covered with towel, brother falls in, fill in hole(brother still in hole)go swimming , strangers dig child out as tide rises = kambrook cord
#Found air rifle in cubby house ,shot brother = kambrook cord , pellet still in leg(nearly 40 years)
###Moved overseas ...
#Learned how to make black gunpowder ( at school) what did they think was gonna happen?
All ingredients available at local drugstore ( in bulk)
#Local firecrackers readily available around christmas/ new years (made from very fine silver powder) much more effective than our homemade black powder, also provided supply source of , sort of reliable ,fuses( some burnt slowly , some were extremely fast ... No way of knowing what you would get... But they almost always worked)
#Model planes , Toys ,Letterboxes, Frogs ,Neighbours cat, COCONUTS!! , BAMBOO!! = 6foot hole 3 feet deep in paddock , 1 coconut could( and did) completely empty a front yard fish pond( along with windows in the house and the house opposite too)
#Was given 2 hand granades by our driver (FAIR DINCUM)
#Threw 1 granade into paddock over big brick wall (village perimeter) could hear shrapnel hitting against wall on other side
#Mum found other hand granade after reports of fat white kid on red bike reportedly seen throwing something over perimeter wall where farmers dead goats were found = feather duster( mum),leather belt( when dad got home) driver fired ...
#New driver taught me to drive( more about that later)
#Cut pistol shape out of plywood , u bolt water pipe to cut out, block off back of pipe with lead , drill fuse hole in pipe, insert fuse , hold gun upright while mate pours powder down barrel , put wad of toilet paper in barrel , still holding upright while mate uses long screwdriver to pack down .... BANG !!!
#Mate runs out of my bedroom , out of our house....
#Big black mark on bedroom ceiling, entire house stinks like gunpowder/sulphur, mum comes home = kambrook cord
Later that evening ... Phone rings , mum answers ... Hospital? Skin graft? .....
You would think that this would have changed things ( for the better)..
Well it did ... For a while ...
Mum found all the gunpowder and paraphernalia we had stashed under the stairs so that was the end of that for a while
Imagin holding and lighting that thing ... ??
#Molotov cocktails proved to be a BAD idea, my brother and his mate managed to pour flaming liquid down his mates back... Western shirt melted into the pour kids back,chest and arms, 3rd degree burns ,hospital , and careflight back to his origin NZ(i still often think about him)
#Shooting air rifle from mates roof at beach ball in neighbours pool, pellets kept bouncing off , peppering complete side of house, and broke window( that gave the game away) = leather belt
#Wrist Rocket( poo hot sling shot with forearm brace) 2 inch square of alfoil , wet marble in mouth, place in centre of foil , sprinkle with silver gunpowder (from local crackers) , wrap up tightly.... Explodes on impact !!! What a weapon...actually got away with that stuff.... But didnt get away with breaking car window with a rock ... Mum confiscated it then = kanbrook cord
#Would sneak out at night, take dads car , pick up mates and go racing...when i came back home i would turn off the ignition just before and roll up the driveway.... Until the last time .... Turned ignition off too far locked steering , no brakes , hit retaining wall, ****** the car(2.8 Ghia Granada) = extremely sore arse
Returned to Australia on my 16th birthday , there were a few instances after returning but generally never got caught doing bad things again . There have definitely been more stupid things but thats all im telling.
Im nearly 50 , have 2 boys , and hope they never read this

laughed my ass off at every word... :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: .....thanks for sharing that mate :cool:
 
i got the kettle cord hurts like hell when i was 4 i climbed into my dads truck parked in the drive step drive way to garage door i let of the hand brake truck rolled down drive way hit garage door then hit dads kings wood in garage kings wood hit garage wall the clock in the lounge room was one of the old star clocks with sharp points it landed in the middle of the lounge room point stuck in floor like spear between the lounges my parents friends never came back over and **** the cord hurt that time dad was pretty upset i hurt his kings wood he loved his V8 :)
 
Home made pipe bombs and firearms got me in a bit of strife when I was young. I used to make the best copper pipe bombs, I blew up a bin once and there was a 50 metre high Green column of fire under the bin, we ran and got about 200 metres before we heard the bin land on someones roof. It went pretty high. Anyway another time my parents returned home to find several cop cars out the front as there had been reports of 3 very loud explosions coming from their property.

Anyway that was the good old days when the cops left you to suffer the consequences from your parents.

I thought I did some bad things, I was an angel compared to some of you ratbag kids. :)
 

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