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Everyone (who had brains) scattered and ran like they had ants in their pants, but it looked like it was just gormless little me that didn't realise what had just happened until I actually heard the firework fuse up in the huge enflamed pile of rubble...THEN I ran! I could've been a gonner. The "headless chicken" flew out of the bonfire like a missile, straight at me as I was running away. Once I had a glance back and saw the thing rushing at me I quickly fell and lay flat on the grass, and now, due to some quick clever thinking, I am still alive now to share this "I nearly pooped my pants" story with you.
I didn't find the twit that could have been the culprit for blinding me because everyone said that he ran away..."I pity the fool!" Now traumatised from the emotional event, I have finally had the strength to tell someone about it.
My message of the day - DON'T FOOL WITH FIREWORKS!!!
Fantastic.
:-P
> ****
> Well you were on about "fools" So they could throw a dead
> chicken into a fire. God knows how it would fly out though. Thats just
> *me* being stupid.
> Why the hell would someone throw a real headless chicken into a
> bonfire, and how the hell would the chicken shoot out the bonfire?
>
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Well you were on about "fools" So they could throw a dead chicken into a fire. God knows how it would fly out though. Thats just you being stupid.
I hate little punks, my bro was out tonight at a firework display and some prix threw some bangars/ rockets off the bridge above them at the people below. God I'd love to smack them kids. I blame the parents.
Hmmm?
God dammit.
Pfft.
> I thought you meant a real headless chicken
*****
Me too