LOL
Sadly I did that when I was a wee nipper except I tried to make BIGGER devil bangers.

£2.50 and a few hours later I'm sitting in my darkened bedroom with sweat covering my brow and carefully wrapping up hundreds of the little crystals in the bags you get ten-pence mix-ups in.

The first one was ok, a bit rough at the edges but not bad - I was confident I would make an exceptional demolitions expert at the tender age of twelve.

The second one was better - nice and tight with nary a tattered edge in sight. Surely I was born for this!

The third one would be my masterpiece! I carefully collected to rest of the grains and put them on the paper. I started wrapping them slightly tighter this time to ensure an explosion which would scare the knickers of Erika down the road (oh how I wish it did). One final twist and ...








eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee


OMG WTF?


*why can't I hear anything?*


eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee


:O


*I'm deaf!*


*Arse-tits-buggery-poo-pants!*


eeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee


When my hearing finally returned after a couple of hours, I decided that demolitions expert wasn't for me.

Still, I'm a Doctor now and blowing things up everyday, so it can't be all bad.

The first two were shite by the way.
(Shippy likes linebreaks and doesn't care what you think, Thu 24 Jul 2008, 22:20, Reply)