Pearoast No. 1
I had an old garden sprinkler that I found at my house, left behind by the previous owner. It had spent god knows how long under the porch and was clogged with dirt.

Most people would have thrown it out and gotten a new one. But most people aren't stubborn engineering geeks. So I proceeded to clean the mud out of it and poked a wire through the holes to clear them.

I got it fairly clean and attached it to the hose to test it, and turned it on. I noted which holes were apparently still clogged, and picked up the hose and kinked it in my hand so I could do a quick clearing of the holes in question and test it again.

As I did so my sons and a friend of theirs appeared and my oldest son asked, "What are you doing, Dad?"

"Fixing the sprinkler," I replied. "Go take a closer look and see if I got it right."

Three small boys trooped over and bent close to look at the sprinkler.

You can imagine the rest.
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Thu 17 Apr 2008, 16:37, 3 replies)

HA ha yeeessssssss
It is your right (nay DUTY) as an adult.
( The magic of chutney Shakes it like an Instagram filter!, Thu 17 Apr 2008, 16:43, closed)

Heh heh
Jolly good show :)
( Tourette's ( . )( . ) has a monkey hair in her fried egg, Thu 17 Apr 2008, 17:01, closed)

Man,
That story kicks ass.

In other news, there ARE several versions of "clithero", although none with the appropriate life size attachments a la GuitarHero.

www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/180106 [Edit - After actually looking at said game, it seems to be more like "Date Rape Hero" rather than clithero, what with the sleeping pills and the goal of providing an orgasm BEFORE she wakes up, so I can't really recommend this.]

Or the cheap one -
img.tapuz.co.il/forums/20208414.htm
(not here, Sat 19 Apr 2008, 17:28, closed)