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It's a Man Thing (True 4th)
tx.guns crosspost | 7/9/02 | Wharton

Posted on 07/09/2002 3:54:57 PM PDT by pabianice

About 2 weeks ago, I was looking around the Web for the BIGGEST sky rocket that I could get shipped to me via common freight carrier. I located a fireworks importer in Wisconsin who had this mondo sky rocket--biggest thing I had ever seen--called a SkyDragon. These things are 48 inches tall and are mounted on a 1/2-inch wooden dowel. Pure aerospace engineering.

I plopped down a bunch of money and had him send me two cases of these things. They arrived at the freight dock a few days ago and I had to drive the van over to pick them up. Two boxes each 2 feet by 2 feet by 4 feet in size containing 80 rockets each. The 'Class 4 Explosives' sticker on the side of each box was a real bonus. I am gonna have to save them for the scrapbook.

That night, me and the kiddos had a gen-u-ine rocket launch ceremony. I placed one of these beauties in a liter-size glass bottle and the bottle fell over. Hmmmm- this thing was waaay too big. I looked around the shop for a pipe to set it in, but realized that the only dirt I could drive the pipe into was in plain sight of my neighbor's house. I knew he was a cool guy, but I didn't want him to call the cops. You see- 'projectile-type' fireworks are totally illegal in this county. I was surprised that the Buncombe County Sheriff Department wasn't waiting for me at the loading dock when I picked these things up. Anyhow, I finally rigged a launch pad by prying up one of the driveway drain grates with a crowbar and sitting the stick into the deep pit. Looked sorta like an ICBM silo with its hardened lid slid aside.

I asked which of my three kids wanted to light the fuse, but all took a few steps back and politely declined. Chickenshits. Kids just aren't made the same nowadays. They fulfill their danger quotient by shooting bad guys in video games. About as far from real danger as you can get, if you ask me.

I told the little weenies to stand back as I bent to light the device with a Bic lighter.

The lady at the fireworks importer promised me that these things would NOT make any noise. I told her that they HAD to be relatively quiet so I could shoot them off in my neighborhood without causing 'undue alarm'. She said I wouldn't have any problem. I emphasized the particular legal problems I would have if there were any type of loud report at apogee. I emphasized the fact that I lived right next to a National Park and that any type of firework that was discharged or assumed to be discharged on that property would get me sent before a FEDERAL judge right before I got sent to the COUNTY judge. She again assured me I would have no problem.

That lying @#$&*.

That rocket engine had a burn time about as long as any I had EVER seen, and the ascent echoed off the surrounding trees. Diamond shock pattern extended from the back end. It kept going and going and going. When it hit apogee at about 1000 feet, the rocket disintegrated into a huge shower of silent red sparks. Pretty cool, I thought......until the shower of sparks burned out and suddenly transformed into a cloud of extremely bright and loud explosions. The kids scrambled into the back door 'Three Stooges' style (ie: where all three try to get through the same closed door at once) and left me standing in the smoking haze waiting for the cops to arrive. The dogs that live along our street were all barking their heads off at the apparition they had just witnessed in the night sky....

That ended the fireworks test for the night.

The next day, my oldest son Doug and I decided we were gonna 'neuter' one of the rockets so it wouldn't make any noise. I took him into the closet where I store the gardening tools and he saw these two huge cases of fireworks standing there. The kid went nuts. He wanted to open BOTH boxes so he could see what all 159 rockets looked like lined up next to each other. This kid has promise. I told him: "Since mom only thinks I have a few of these things lying around, maybe that wasn't such a good idea." He mulled that over for a few seconds, then gave me a real big smile in agreement.

We pulled one of the rockets out of the box and re-locked the closet door. He and I both sat down on the driveway and proceeded to take it apart. It was a standard issue big-ass Chinese sky rocket. I bet they used these to kill people 500 years ago. As I sat there taking layer after layer of paper off, his brain was filling with the details of construction. Tissue, cardboard, plastic, fuses...etc. Realizing that he was mentally storing the design for some future project sorta made me shudder. All I was thinking was the fact that this thing was probably put together by a political prisoner in a hellhole somewhere who is probably gonna get 'executed' so they can sell his internal organs on the transplant market. Probably not too far from the facts, but I managed to do a bit of explaining to him from the standpoint of aerospace engineering regarding how the thing worked. Doug is probably the only 4th grader in the U.S. who can now describe the principle of thrust using a control volume model.

The rocket was pretty simple. It had a very large booster engine topped with a warhead that contained the red sparkly things that exploded.

Removing the warhead was as simple as giving a quick twist, and I assumed the neutered rocket would fly higher without the payload. I was correct. Doug and I did a daylight 'stealth' test and were able to add about 50% to the altitude attained the previous night. We decided to modify four more rockets and put them aside in the closet for easy access. When this was done, Doug had a jar full of stuff that came out of the warheads including: 12 fuses about 3-inches long each, some paper, 4 plastic nosecones and a big handfull of these little black balls about the size of 12-gauge buckshot that turned out to be the 'red sparkly popper things'. It appeared that the outer layer was a simple gunpowder coating designed to quickly burn off as red shower of sparks. I surmised that the inner core had some kind of magnesium thermite that gave off an intense white light and a loud bang. Pretty cool if you ask me. Lots of energy packed into one teeny little ball.

I didn't want to see the popper thingies go to waste, so I told Doug we were gonna put them in a hole in the ground and set them off. He gave me another big smile.

It's amazing how kids think alike...even when separated by 30 years.

As I was digging a shallow hole with my hand, Doug asked if it would be alright to put an army man next to these things so that "When they go off, it would look like he was getting shot with a maching gun". Dang....exactly what I was thinking. I agreed and he ran off to his room to dig something out of the mess. He returned in about 3 seconds, out of breath and holding a cheap plastic imitation of Robert E. Lee on horseback and a Civil War cannon. I pointed out that they didn't have a true machine guns in the Civil War, but we would overlook this for the purpose of the demonstration. He handed me the action figure and I placed it and the cannon next to a rather large pile of black beads from which a few of the fuses extended. I figured that three inches of fuse would take 2 seconds to burn, so I had at least that amount of time to stand up and take a few steps back. I neglected to recount the night before.....when the warhead ignited IMMEDIATELY upon reaching apogee.

Tricky Chinese. They had installed extremely fast-burning fuse in these things and that fact totally escaped me.

I squatted next to Robert Lee and gave a short eulogy. Doug laughed. I took the trusty Bic lighter and placed it next to the fuse. One flick got the lighter going and THIS IMAGE IS ONE I WILL REMEMBER FOR A LONG TIME. My hand holding a lighter next to a pile of explosives.

There is usually a short but noticeable mental pause that occurs immediately before something bad or really stupid happens. It is where that little voice in your head says: "You dumbass."

The fuse burn time was in the 1/1000ths of a second range. The pile of little popper thingy's immediately ignited into a tremendously brilliant ball of fire. All I could think was ..."...th....th.....thermite..." Unfortunately, when they are viewed at ground level, these little popper thingies become REALLY BIG POPPER THINGIES and have a tendency to jump up to 15-feet in every direction from their point of ignition. I instantaneously became engulfed in a ball of fire that sounded a lot like being in a half-done bag of Orville Reddenbacher's popcorn.

It was all over about as fast as I could snap my fingers. After the smoke cleared, Doug started laughing his butt off. That meant I was still in one piece. Doug does not laugh at dismembered limbs. He said I jumped about 10-feet, an action that I do not remember. I checked my clothes for burn marks, and found none. He checked my back to make sure it was not on fire. No combustion there. The driveway was peppered with black holes where the concrete had been scarred from these things.

A close one. Another REAL close one. My mind ran the tapes again to re-hash what it had seen. All I remembered was being inside something akin to a 30-foot diameter........flaming dandelion. Whew.

We examined Ol' Robert E. at ground-zero. Instead of a machine-gun peppering, he got nuked. He and the horse he rode in on.......and his cannon too. One side was untouched, but the other side was arc-welded. Real warfare. Doug examined it real quiet-like and then started laughing again.

I assume he will remember the finer points of the lesson as he grows older. When I now speak of 'almost being burned beyond recognition' he will have a slightly better understanding of what I mean. I hope that this vivid image tempers the knowledge he now has regarding rocket construction. O well. After all, if your dad isn't gonna teach you how to get your ass blown off, who will?

- -andrew

"Vegetarians don't live longer, they just look older." -- http://www.ranchers.net


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Go, Texas!
1 posted on 07/09/2002 3:54:57 PM PDT by pabianice
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To: pabianice
That, sir, was a great narrative! You wanna share the URL of the place where you got the rockets?
2 posted on 07/09/2002 4:02:43 PM PDT by wienerdog.com
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To: pabianice
You are one of those IDIOTS that I am so glad I do NOT live next to. Hilarious story, though. ¡Viva Texas!
3 posted on 07/09/2002 4:05:59 PM PDT by Clara Lou
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To: pabianice
Great post!
4 posted on 07/09/2002 4:06:00 PM PDT by LouD
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To: pabianice
Ever heard of anvil firing?
5 posted on 07/09/2002 4:15:01 PM PDT by tacticalogic
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To: pabianice
Reminds me of my younger days. My boys have always wanted me to teach them how to build some of the rockets, etc I used to build. No way! I cringe to this day at some of the stunts I pulled.
LOVED your story.....still chuckling.

Nam Vet

6 posted on 07/09/2002 4:17:23 PM PDT by Nam Vet
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To: pabianice; tacticalogic
Great story! I still remember my childhood ('60's) when we spent the month of June blowing up all the models we built the year before ... LOL

I have seen anvil firing live, great fun! Head's up though ....
7 posted on 07/09/2002 4:17:59 PM PDT by GaltMeister
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To: pabianice
Andrew-
It's against the law to be you. Don't ever change.
8 posted on 07/09/2002 4:18:30 PM PDT by Lexington Green
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To: pabianice; maxwell; Argh
Hilarious.........and I thought of you two angels immediately.......I don't know why.......lol
9 posted on 07/09/2002 4:20:10 PM PDT by WhyisaTexasgirlinPA
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To: pabianice
Sounds like a story from when I was a kid, im a little older now and can afford my own big rockets. I just have to drive about 60 miles to Missouri, there is nothing quiet about those rockets even if they dont have a report at the end.
10 posted on 07/09/2002 4:20:18 PM PDT by Husker24
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To: tacticalogic
Yep, they used to do it up untill a couple of years ago in the DeWitt NE. fireworks show.
11 posted on 07/09/2002 4:21:42 PM PDT by Husker24
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My brother likes to fill a leaf bag with 50% oxygen and 50% acetelyne, tie it off, and throw a firecracker on it.
12 posted on 07/09/2002 4:24:10 PM PDT by Virginia-American
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To: pabianice
LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL! Holy Cow, I can't stop laughing! Great one, you should be a writer.
13 posted on 07/09/2002 4:26:50 PM PDT by egarvue
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To: pabianice
Is there a Buncombe county in Texas?

14 posted on 07/09/2002 4:30:22 PM PDT by William Terrell
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To: pabianice
Now THAT is what a 4th type thang oughta be like. This guy has it down!!!
15 posted on 07/09/2002 4:33:29 PM PDT by Jefferson Adams
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To: Husker24
They still do it at some of the black powder events around here, and some of the blacksmiths will do it just for fun. It gets a little expensive though - a half pound of powder at a time adds up in a hurry!
16 posted on 07/09/2002 4:34:36 PM PDT by tacticalogic
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To: wienerdog.com
Here's a close substitute... 22 ounce rockets:

The Saturn 22

17 posted on 07/09/2002 4:35:05 PM PDT by Salgak
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To: pabianice
This is the funniest thing I have read in a long time! Having been a precocious pyro myself as a kid, I blew myself up with some regularity so I can relate directly to this guy. I was already LOL until I got to this line...

Unfortunately, when they are viewed at ground level, these little popper thingies become REALLY BIG POPPER THINGIES and have a tendency to jump up to 15-feet in every direction from their point of ignition.

...and lost it altogether!

GREAT post 8^))

18 posted on 07/09/2002 4:37:28 PM PDT by facedown
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To: egarvue
He IS a writer (and a darn good one!)
19 posted on 07/09/2002 4:38:28 PM PDT by Atlas Sneezed
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To: *bang_list
A genuine "Bang", but on the lighter side.
20 posted on 07/09/2002 4:42:13 PM PDT by Atlas Sneezed
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To: pabianice; Salgak
You mean like these?
21 posted on 07/09/2002 4:50:01 PM PDT by Vigilantcitizen
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To: Bitwhacker; Dog; M Kehoe
bang ping
22 posted on 07/09/2002 4:58:55 PM PDT by JRandomFreeper
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To: pabianice
Thanks to people like you, who illegally set off fireworks in my neighborhood, I no longer have to battle crowds to see them. And my kids can sleep through it or run around my front yard. Much nicer this way.
23 posted on 07/09/2002 5:12:34 PM PDT by splach78
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To: pabianice
LMAO.
24 posted on 07/09/2002 5:34:40 PM PDT by dtel
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To: pabianice
You ROCK!!!!!
25 posted on 07/09/2002 6:15:38 PM PDT by MonroeDNA
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To: splach78
"Thanks to people like you, who illegally set off fireworks in my neighborhood, I no longer have to battle crowds to see them."

Would you like some cheese to go with that wine?

26 posted on 07/09/2002 6:17:52 PM PDT by MonroeDNA
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To: MonroeDNA
What didn't you understand about my post? I am not whining, and I am thankful for people who do this. I don't battle the stupid crowds, and my infant can sleep through it, while my toddler runs around my front yard. I said it was much nicer this way.
27 posted on 07/09/2002 6:23:53 PM PDT by splach78
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To: pabianice; Squantos
LMAO!
28 posted on 07/09/2002 6:51:48 PM PDT by pocat
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To: pabianice
All I was thinking was the fact that this thing was probably put together by a political prisoner in a hellhole somewhere

You think they'd trust that sort with all that gunpowder? Somehow, I don't think so. A few of the rockets, with "augmented" payloads, might find themselves targeted on the camp commander's bedroom some night.

29 posted on 07/09/2002 6:56:38 PM PDT by El Gato
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To: pabianice
Real American boys DO still exist... even in the adult sizes. ;^)
30 posted on 07/09/2002 6:59:34 PM PDT by Teacher317
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To: Teacher317
Real American boys DO still exist... even in the adult sizes. ;^)

Obviously "someone" needs to increase the doses of their meds, and the fraction of American boys that are getting those meds. NOT!

31 posted on 07/09/2002 7:09:47 PM PDT by El Gato
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To: Teacher317
Doesn't everybody with an ounce of brains do this sort of thing while growing up.... and then graduate to better, bigger, more expensive toys?
32 posted on 07/09/2002 7:17:06 PM PDT by marktwain
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To: pabianice
This was the heading the first time I read this:

friend from Boeing sent me this;

From: JXXXXXX, RXXXX X
Sent: Thursday, April 05, 2001 10:06 AM
Subject: Sorry you're not here...

33 posted on 07/09/2002 8:50:04 PM PDT by Shooter 2.5
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To: Salgak
Thanks.

What a great site.

L

34 posted on 07/09/2002 9:16:59 PM PDT by Lurker
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To: pabianice
"The fuse burn time was in the 1/1000ths of a second range."

Cigarette fuse.......

L

35 posted on 07/09/2002 9:19:05 PM PDT by Lurker
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To: pabianice
My brother, myself, and a friend of ours had saved our money for almost a year and blew about 500 bucks or so on a massive pile of rockets, missiles, and shells a few years back.

4th of July weekend, we loaded up our pickups and headed to a small lake in southern Michigan where my younger brothers father in law has a cabin.

We had a lovely barbecue and the beer flowed freely as we waited for it to get dark enough to begin our little show.

Most of the families on this rather small lake were doing exactly the same thing we were doing, but we were convinced we had the best and biggest fireworks on the lake.

We hauled our stash out to a small point while our wives retreated to the relative safety of the pontoon boat about 20 yards away.

The three of us (no our names are not Moe, Larry, and Curly) spent about half an hour pounding PVC pipe into the ground so we could launch bottle rockets over the lake.

We left our arsenal at the base of a tree which was about 20 feet behind us.

After having just one more beer, we decided to start our show with something substantial. I selected a really impressive looking missile that you just set on the ground and lit.

Well, I set it on the ground, and lit the fuse. Unfortunately, I neglected to look up before I lit the damned thing. The missile took off exactly as its designers had intended. It hit a branch of the tree we were standing under, made a 90 degree turn, smacked into the trunk of the tree and made another 90 degree turn and screamed straight down into the pile of fireworks we had saved an entire year to buy.

Then, the missile exploded once again exactly as its designers had intended.

There are not adequate words in the English language to describe the mayhem created when over 500 dollars worth of really big fireworks go off unexpectedly with three rather inebriated people right next to it.

Our wives later described it as akin to watching one of those old Road Runner cartoons but with three Wiley Coyotes all tripping over each other while trying to escape several pounds of exploding gunpowder and white hot magnesium sparks.

I remember during one particularly bright flash seeing my brother diving into the lake while trying to escape an entire package of bottle rockets that were headed directly at his ass.

I'll carry that image with me till the day I die.

Our friend, (who is a rather short and rotund man of almost 200 pounds) moved faster than I have ever seen him move before or since.

Needless to say, I haven't been invited back to that cabin.

Thanks for sharing the story.

L

36 posted on 07/09/2002 9:39:19 PM PDT by Lurker
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To: Lurker; pocat; SLB; harpseal; archy; Travis McGee; Jeff Head
EOD potential..........:o)

Awesome Laughs !

Stay Safe !

37 posted on 07/09/2002 10:24:04 PM PDT by Squantos
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/1/ Case of commercial grade M-80s.

/2/ Wrist rocket slingshot.

/3/ One to light, one to launch at 45* angle in random directions over sleepy suburban neighborhood.

(Do not fumble or drop lit M-80s.)

Disclaimer: "The above is purely the product of the author's imagination".

38 posted on 07/09/2002 10:40:10 PM PDT by Travis McGee
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To: Travis McGee
You know, seeing that post of yours right below Squantos' sign off line "stay safe" just doesn't look right.LOL
39 posted on 07/09/2002 10:43:00 PM PDT by TheErnFormerlyKnownAsBig
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To: Lurker
Dang glad I sold my cabin on Bert Lake. LOL.
40 posted on 07/09/2002 10:45:30 PM PDT by patton
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To: big ern
Pure imagination. Really.
41 posted on 07/09/2002 10:46:22 PM PDT by Travis McGee
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To: big ern; Travis McGee
Ya raise em, ya teach em ,you pull em out of trees, ya teach em to eat with a fork ect ect.... but at some point ya have to let em go into the world alone.......:o)

My favorite is the weenie that writes the poor mans james bond series....Kurt Saxon. He has blown off almost every finger and one eye yet he's writing instructions for others as to how to with regards to "hey watch this " scenerios......

People still flock to that idiots books like moths to a flame..........

Stay Safe Ya'll....really, STAY SAFE !

42 posted on 07/09/2002 10:52:12 PM PDT by Squantos
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To: Squantos
You mean...all those instructions in The Anarchist's Cookbook 4.14 might not be safe?!?
43 posted on 07/09/2002 11:02:58 PM PDT by patton
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To: Squantos; Lurker
I want to see a video tape of Lurker's story, or at least some pictures.

Stay well - Stay safe - Stay armed - Yorktown

44 posted on 07/10/2002 7:35:20 AM PDT by harpseal
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To: WhyisaTexasgirlinPA
and I thought of you two angels immediately.......I don't know why..

It's cause you're ALWAYS thinking about us, girlie... ;)

45 posted on 07/10/2002 7:36:33 AM PDT by maxwell
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To: maxwell; Argh
Perhaps...........
46 posted on 07/10/2002 7:42:33 AM PDT by WhyisaTexasgirlinPA
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To: Virginia-American
" My brother likes to fill a leaf bag with 50% oxygen and 50% acetelyne, tie it off, and throw a firecracker on it. "

Static can set these bags off while they're filling . . . It happened to some kids I knew in high school and blew up the basement of a nice house, rearranging kids, walls, furnishings, tools, and foundation walls.

47 posted on 07/10/2002 7:44:49 AM PDT by Crowcreek
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To: patton; sneakypete
Every kitchen table ex-spurt I ever scraped off a wall with a paint scraper had one or more of this guys books laying around his little bomb factory.

SF troops used to be issued a small black vinyl 6 ring binder notebook they were given from Frankfurt Arsenal that gave IED instructions. Sneakypete might have seen that text in his career..... There "is" only one commercial IED 101 book on the market that is an exact copy of that SF text but I won't spill the beans in an open forum.

One just has to look at old Kurt to understand this guy was clearly self taught through the trial and error method.

Stay Safe Coop !

48 posted on 07/10/2002 7:45:18 AM PDT by Squantos
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To: WhyisaTexasgirlinPA; Argh
Perhaps...

;)

49 posted on 07/10/2002 7:55:51 AM PDT by maxwell
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To: Travis McGee
"The above is purely the product of the author's imagination".

Suuure it is. We believe ya! $;-)

This story and many of the posts here remind me of my childhood. And I have the burn scars to prove it!


50 posted on 07/10/2002 8:38:54 AM PDT by Joe Brower
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