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Originally Posted by Dartgod
We also used to have some pretty hellacious bottle rocket wars. My buddy's parents used to head out of town every 4th of July and they had pretty big yard (.5-.75 acre or so). There'd be about 8-10 of us and we'd spend the day building our "forts" out of old window screens, cardboard boxes and such. We'd use conduit or something similar as a bottle rocket launcher (pre-sighted in, of course). It was a blast.
I never said we were smart...
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Ahhh, yes..the wars. Funniest time I remember was there was this one family with two kids on our block out in Blue Springs that everyone hated. The kids were grade A a-holes and they took after their parents. The oldest one was a bully and weighed in about 250 in 5th grade. Every year around 4th of July was just miserable...his parents would buy him about eleventy billion dollars worth of firecrackers and we were constantly terroized by this goober and his younger brother because we had nothing to fire back in return.
Anyway, one day, the youngest was out talking crap about their firecrackers and one of my buddies older brother who was in high school at the time overheard it and got out his bottlerockets.
From across the street, he was deftly aiming those rockets at the kid. The kid picks up their water hose with one of those sprayer attachments and is trying to stop them mid flight...well...it's at that point that one of the rockets hits the pressurized hose and burns a hole in it screwing up the pressure through the sprayer...kid panics and as we shoot several more salvos his way he's running toward the front door. Only problem was it was locked or something and he's standing in between the storm door and front door banging on it and crying as more rockets are lobbed his way...I was lauging my ass off.
Oddly, we never had a problem with them after that as I can recall.