Did you tread in something?
Reading another person’s account about blowing up a dog turd, transported me back to my own youth. While walking to high school one day with a friend, I thought it would be oh so hilarious to dare him to blow the shit out of a dog turd with some firecrackers he had. Never one to back away from a dare, he thought he’d up the ante when he spotted the perfect dog turd at a bus stop soon after, where some seven or eight adults stood patiently waiting. The sizeable, dare I say, freshly deposited dung pile was glistening in the morning sun on the footpath behind the standing adults, so it was relatively easy for my friend to insert a couple of crackers into it, light them and hurriedly move safely to one side.

Two rather loud bangs were heard, naturally startling the adults who turned and glared at my friend for being so childish. Of course what they didn’t know was that the backs of their trousers, stockings, suit coats, dresses etc were speckled with the sloppiest, smelliest dog shit known to mankind. I’d have given anything to have seen the reaction of the other passengers on the bus when seven or eight rather smelly adults boarded. Yes we were juvenile, but sensible enough to start walking to school a different way from that day.
(Cogitator, Mon 5 Nov 2007, 2:08, 1 reply)

I like...
... the concept of blowing the shit out of a turd.
( Enzyme is powered by sunlight, Mon 5 Nov 2007, 14:05, closed)