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I was simply spectating at the beautifully huge bonfire me and some *thugs* had made, watching all the pretty fireworks exploding in the air when suddenly some pillock decided to throw a "headless chicken" into the bonfire!
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!!!
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!!!
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splashmo
Possum in a bottle wrote:
> God I'd love to smack them kids. I blame the parents.
Not half as much fun as smacking the kids then BLAMING the parents. Ho yes. ;)
Entire first week of Novemember is seriously annoying, I'm having to yell at the dogs for barking every five minutes, because some prepubescant pyromaniac is busy getting off on loud bangs.
> God I'd love to smack them kids. I blame the parents.
Not half as much fun as smacking the kids then BLAMING the parents. Ho yes. ;)
Entire first week of Novemember is seriously annoying, I'm having to yell at the dogs for barking every five minutes, because some prepubescant pyromaniac is busy getting off on loud bangs.
lol, good one.
November too... no more beer for me. ;)
SHEEPY wrote:
> > Also if you pee into a fire, lots of white smoke.
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That would explain your pained look and all the rumours then... ;-)
> > Also if you pee into a fire, lots of white smoke.
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That would explain your pained look and all the rumours then... ;-)
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