OT - bonfire night

Tell the ones setting them off, not me. I'm not the one doing it!

 

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It was you and Hash I was fishing for there

In fairness I consider myself non denominational.....I think you're all crackpots

 

This ^

 

For all of you who say you don't like fireworks, get some mushrooms or acid down you beforehand - it's ****ing unreal (Apocalypse Now!. Really stoned is pretty good as well.

I was murder with the ****ing things when I was a kid. Chucking bangers at people; aiming airbombs at people's roofs. I'd kill the ****ers if I caught them now

 

luckily i've recorded our game so i don't have to hear the f uckers.

 

That's the spirit

 

He does that every night anyway.

 

Now, now. Don't be harsh on the lad.

What's happened to Dribbles? He only seems to get on here now for the weekly 'Lawro' thread.


#possiblederail

 

Try explaining that to an American exchange student who came over here a week after Independence Day. "You have fireworks too? Great! Why? Really!!? And you burn an effigy of a Catholic?! And the Catholics do it too?!!" I was on the point of saying it's an Old World version of sending drone strikes to Ireland, but I thought that would have been inhospitable.

 

Did you ever see that scene from Breaking Bad with the exploding tortoise with the informer's head on top of it? THAT would be so cool.

 

You're wasting your time donga, Billy is an agnostic.

 

fireworks going off .

 

Fireworks are very important.

 

i know but not at this time of night.

 

Not true...I know there is a God...his name is Robbie

I'm more arsonistic I am the god of hellfire and I bring you FIRE!!!

 

Yes at this time of night.

 

Thought you might nibble.

 

You can't beat fireworks at night

 

A tale to tell........


Back in the day, we went to mates bonfire party, Kev. Kev was a drummer and general pisshead. Me and another guy decided we were going to make a "special" firework for the occasion, so we bought a load of the biggest rockets you could find, strapped them altogether with gaffa tape and ran separate fuses to different parts of the thing, added smaller rockets - you get the picture.
So we took it round Kev's house, he took one look at it and said "this things going somewhere safe until later", so he put it upstairs in an empty wardrobe.

So a few hours later after much drink & smoke, about a dozen of us "hardcore" found ourselves upstiars in Kev's room were there were bongs going round, some guys were dropping acid etc. It was a pretty good night.
Anyway, suddenly everything went quiet, for no apparent reason, and we could hear voices on the stairs.
In a state of utter paranoia, we thought it was the pigs so thr bongs got scattered, pillls/weed paraphenalia was stuffed into pockets or out the window. Kev got up, spliff in hand and walked straight into his wardrobe and shut the door. He said later, that as he took a long drag of the spliff, he could see by the glow the outline of the **** off rocket in there with him!!

Of course, it wasn't pigs, it was just a few people chatting on the stairs




Eventually, after it all died down, it was decided that the rocket would be launched.

It took about 30 seconds to get everything lit in the correct sequence, and when it did, it didn't take off immediately, due to the weight, but it eventually lifted off, and split into 2 parts.

One part chased Kev up the road for a good 50/60 yards, the other half of it got as far as a neighbours roof, got stuck and continued to burn there for a good 5 minutes, by which time most of us had ****ed off back inside.


I miss that sort of stuff