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I worked part time at a gun store, and every so often someone would bring in some old gun powder because they had quit reloading their own ammo years ago and now the stuff was useless. You cant resell it so generally we just took it into the parking lot and burned it. I found a can of Black Powder and thought "fun time". My girlfriend (of 3 weeks) was the bookeeper and she told me "dont fuck with that its very old and doesn't work right". What does a bookkeeper WOMAN know about gunpowder anyway. In the parking lot I found an anthill that was perfect for the disposal process. I poured about 1/2 pound of Black Powder on the anthill and stood to the side to light it. It would not light! So a flash of Genius went through my mind;so back into the store for a piece paper to roll some of the powder into a spliff like fuse. I lit the end not noticing the some of the powder had gotten right to the end of the paper. It went of in my hand (very painful) and since I was squatting over the 1/2 pound on the ground that went up in a flash also(very very painful. See Wiley Coyote cartoons for a picture. I spent a week in the Burn unit and another 5 weeks off work. 5 years later my girlfriend still tells me I am an Idiot, and the anthill?

Bigger than ever.
(NatMcNasty, Fri 13 Feb 2009, 16:53, Reply)