poo and bangers
simple childish, funny and dangerous basically.
Back from france with loads of bangers. Whilst sucessfully finding stuff to blow up in and park, my mate stumbles across some dog shit and dares me to insert some of the more powerful bangers into the large, soft and relitivly fresh poo. Once the 2 bangers have been inserted i light them and run like a motherfucker with 2 mates away from the disaster area. Now Andy had a different idea and hid not to far away tucked behind a park bench. We have covered some ground by the time we hear the bang followed by Andy's screams. Looking around to see Andy running around in circles waving his arms around in the air. Poor kid got a fine coating of poo on his back and head. The was no sign of the dog turd.
(kurious orange, Thu 1 Nov 2007, 16:17, 3 replies)

Everyone loves a story about poo.
Poo and small explosives doubly so.
I defy anyone not to gain some enjoyment from this anecdote.
(Vic Flange, Thu 1 Nov 2007, 16:26, closed)

Huh.
Somehow I don't think I really want to try bangers and mash if I ever get over there...
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Thu 1 Nov 2007, 17:09, closed)

Bought back a memory...
One time I was in France with my cousins and the inevitable bangers. We were having loads of fun blowing up cow shit. Hiding behind a tree stump one of the bangers was taking a long time to go off, so my cousin stands up to see if it's gone out...just in time to take a facial of moist cowshit
( snee held his breath since, Mon 5 Nov 2007, 13:09, closed)