Post 3 made on Thursday July 23, 2009 at 19:57 |
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When I was a kid, I found a pack of (red) smoke bombs un der my brother's bed.
One afternoon I invited my buddies over to play "Army".
I lit a couple of the smoke bombs in a coffee can in my bedroom, and my pals and I were pretending we were in a big smokey battle.
We finally had to open all the doors and windows in the house to attempt to air it out a bit... To my parent's horror, when the got home to the foul smelling (sulphur) house... they pointed outy to me that the red-smoke, had turned all of the once white-walls and ceilings to pink.
Let's just say, I was in a LITTLE trouble, especially when my mom noticed all the drapes and furiture now were in various shades of pink, and stunk like sulphur.
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"If it keeps up, man will atrophy all his limbs but the push-button finger." Frank Lloyd Wright
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