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Me and my mates used to hide behind this small hill on the edge of a country road and throw eggs at cars. Can't believe we never nearly killed anyone! My brother threw one at a car with its window down with a pearl of a shot, egg exploding all over the interior. All for the buzz of getting chased and having to hide in the woods from boy racers and pikeys. Great days.

 

What mental things did you lot do?

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I'm mad and crazy, I did lots of metals things when I was young. Still do in fact. You just don't know what I'm going to say or do next. I'm the sort of bloke that can't walk past a pair of glasses without trying them on and looking round at everyone.

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at school,in science class i poured Ethanol on the table,waited for the hairy handed teacher to come over & lean on the table, then set light to it.

smelt horrible but funny as fook :D

used to like moving Robin Reliants as well. usually we would turn them around or move them down the road. one time on the way home from town we moved one from a car park by Itchen bridge into a skip down the road

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Usual sh*t: went driving without a licence, sold a load of fake designer clobber from Thailand, climbed on neighbours rooves, demolished a fruit machine, bunked school, often bet to see how long it took the Indian in the local cornershop to lose his rag for reading magazines, drove golf balls in the lounge, using the settee as a net, nicked others golf balls while they were on their rounds to provoke a chase, helped myself to about 500 McDonalds Monopoly scratchcards, turned the lights off during the national anthem at cubs/scouts for which I was kicked out and lots of nonsense with fireworks, gas taps and bunsen burners (not at the same time) etc etc

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ah Fireworks! used to have "Battles " with fireworks ,in the woods at Mayfield. shooting rockets & roman candles at each other through the trees. hit a few vans & buses passing as well. Managed to hit the old cross channel ferry from the Weston Shore jetty with rocket once.

also used to get into Vospers & run riot, geting chased by security & plod.

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Fire is good ! ;)

another firework one was when the Pikeys used to camp on Peartree, we had a few run ins with them so got revenge by shooting tons of rockets at them as they were sleeping one night. never thought about the gas cannisters or the fire risk

 

Only thing I ever took out was a seagull (total accident) -plenty of those in Bournemouth- the thud and the shriek were sickening.

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On our way back from school, me and my neighbours who also went to my school (2 or 3 years older than me though) would push each other into a deep ditch at the top of our road which was covered over by a load of overgrown thorns and branches. I pushed my mate in there one time after school when he got his ankle caught on a vine on the floor, snaring him, smashing his glasses and making him bang his head on the concrete bit where the ditch had been dug out. Needless to say he was concussed and we had to wait with him until he could say the alphabet backwards, then we f*cked off home! The ditch was about 5ft deep, so it was a big fall but the trick was to land with your arse on the bank and bump down from there. I must've been about 9 or 10 when we did that.

 

All the other usual stuff like chucking deodrant cans on bonfires, wrecking hay bales in fields, getting p!ssed up (when I was a bit older, mind) etc.

 

My childhood wasn't that long ago, don't know why I feel nostalgic now.

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remember a fair at the Common & we found a dead Seagull, which we stuffed bangers in, lit it & chucked in the air over people in a que for a ride.

very messy! :D

 

Sense this is only the tip of the iceberg of your firework-related stories :)

 

Lucky we had an old-fashioned fireplace in our gaff- gave me a controlled outlet for my arsonist urges.

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Mental things?

 

I once learnt by heart the German prepositions that take the Dative - (aus, ausser, bei, mit, nach, zeit, von and zu) together with those that took the Accusative (bis, durch, fur, gegen, oder, um, weider and entlang). It is possible I've got them the wrong way around.

 

This was back in the 60s when learning by rote was the norm. Looking back, I cannot think of anything more utterly wasteful of my time.

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with the dawn of the internet and a hardware store close by, home-made explosives were my forté.

 

sugar + weed killer bombs and tennis balls full of non-safety matches were the classic.

 

the only good thing that came from chemistry lessons!

 

My parents were pretty p1s5ed off when the wheelbarrow suddenly stopped being able to carry garden rubbish. Or anything at all actually. Not having a base might have explained it.

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Made a few home made roman candle fireworks: wine bottles buried up to their necks filled with gun powder (friend's Dad was into guns and made his own bullets, hence access to plenty of the stuff).

 

Drop a match in the top and run, 40ft flames and a sound like a jet taking off!

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I burnt down half of Hilliers in Chandlers Ford, the land was sold for posh houses. I tell you Bamboo goes off like gunshots, after getting home over the back fence I told my Dad I knew nothing about it.

Me and my mate would lay next to the railway track as the freight trains would come past, this was in Chandlers Ford too. We also made regular runs through a culvert with our little AA torches, then sneak through peoples gardens via the river.

I burnt all of my brothers German Airfix planes after throwing them out of the window. Raided many building sites for odds and sods.

I was only 40.

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When we were about 12 & 14 me & my brother were playing football in the back garden and it started to get dark. Parents were out and didn't want to stop playing so we needed some light. So we made a football out of rags all tied up tight, covered it in petrol, set it on fire, then proceeded to kick it round the back garden, whilst wearing shell suit bottoms!!!! Suprised the neighbours didn't see it to be fair. My bro also used to make homemade bombs and rockets which we used to fire in the back garden. If my boys did this I would kick their arses.

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I remember when I was a lad in the late 70s/early 80s when a bloke down my road was keeping something in his shed that stunk the entire street out for months, and the authorities did nothing about it. A couple of whiskeys on Guy Fawkes night later when he'd gone away, me and a mate went round to the field behind his house and blew his shed up with a home made bomb.

 

The firework used was way more powerful than we thought so instead of blowing the door off as originally intended it sent the whole thing into the sky. We must have have run a good hundred yards from when he lit the fuse and we were still being showered with pieces of wood. As the field was in complete darkness no-one saw us.

 

About 18 months later I joined the police force and being a paper pusher initially worked in the archives. I nearly died of laughter when I came across the old boy's original report in the 'unsolved' section when in the notes it said something along the lines of "most likely cause was spontaneous combustion of an unknown substance contained within the shed, which was of an extensive volume"

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I'm mad and crazy, I did lots of metals things when I was young. Still do in fact. You just don't know what I'm going to say or do next. I'm the sort of bloke that can't walk past a pair of glasses without trying them on and looking round at everyone.

 

I thought you had left the forum???

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I thought you had left the forum???

 

Keep up for gods sake. He has already told you that he's the kind of guy that you just don't know what he's going to do next. One day he's off the forum, the next he's wearing crazy glasses, the next he's back on again. You just can't in him down.

 

I think the friends doing porn thread enticed Dune back, maybe Turkish then got bored being alone with Stu Romsey saint over on the UI board.

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Keep up for gods sake. He has already told you that he's the kind of guy that you just don't know what he's going to do next. One day he's off the forum, the next he's wearing crazy glasses, the next he's back on again. You just can't in him down.

I think the friends doing porn thread enticed Dune back, maybe Turkish then got bored being alone with Stu Romsey saint over on the UI board.

 

This. It's this kind of wacky, mad behaviour that sets me apart from your average mongboarder. If i was a small pub snack to go alongside a pint of lager i'd be NUTS. FACT.

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This. It's this kind of wacky, mad behaviour that sets me apart from your average mongboarder. If i was a small pub snack to go alongside a pint of lager i'd be NUTS. FACT.

 

No, you would be the ****ing annoying bit of chewing gum under the table.

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