Saturday night ...
After a couple of glasses of the 'falling down juice' I mistakenly undertook a dare. This QOTW having been open for a few days I should have known better.

The house a couple of doors down was having a firework party. The man of the house was obviously impressed with his display. I (foolishly) accepted the challenge to out do him. I went to the lockup and got out 4 rockets. Each of which was a 1kg payload.

I merrily hammered the launch rack into the lawn and loaded the rockets. Set the launcher at an angle to have the rockets explode right above his house, set them to fire at .3 second intervals. Pressed the red button ...

It was good.

Got up yesterday and noticed the huge scorch mark in the immaculately manicured communal lawn. Fucksocks.
(Dionysian Aut viam inveniam aut faciam, Mon 5 Nov 2007, 8:41, Reply)