December 28, 2011 6:06 PM PST
So Dragon... Did'ja get a new barrel for it? Have ya given up BP all together?
Gawd, wish I coulda been there for the 'blow-off'! Holy Shite that sounded like fun! Lemme share a little funny with ya:
Subject: Little Bow Hunter
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> Around age 10 my dad got me one of those little badass
> compound bow beginner kits. Of course, the first month I
> went around our land sticking arrows in anything that could
> get stuck by an arrow. Did you know that a 1955 40 horse
> Farmall tractor tire will take 6 rounds before it goes
> down? Tough sumbich.
>
> That got boring, so being the 10 yr. old Dukes of Hazard
> fan that I was, I quickly advanced to taking strips of cut
> up T-shirt doused in chainsaw gas tied around
> the end and was sending flaming arrows all over the place.
> One summer afternoon, I was shooting flaming arrows into a
> large rotten oak stump in our backyard. I looked over
> under the carport and see a shiny brand new can of starting
> fluid (Ether). The light bulb went off in my head. I
> grabbed the can and set it on the stump. I thought that it
> would probably just spray out in a disappointing manner.
> Lets face it, to a 10 yr old mouth-breather like myself,
> (Ether), really doesn't "sound" flammable. So, I went back
> into the house and got a 1 pound can of pyrodex (black
> powder for muzzle loader rifles).
>
> At this point, I set the can of ether on the stump and
> opened up the can of black powder. My intentions were to
> sprinkle a little bit around the (Ether) can but it all
> sorta dumped out on me. No biggie, a 1 lb. pyrodex and 16
> oz (Ether) should make a loud pop, kinda like a firecracker
> you know? You know what? Screw that I'm going back in
> the house for the other can.
>
> Yes, I got a second can of pyrodex and dumped it too. Now
> we're cookin'.
>
> I stepped back about 15 ft and lit the 2 stroke arrow. I
> drew the nock to my cheek and took aim. As I released I
> heard a clunk as the arrow launched from my
> bow. In a slow motion time frame, I turned to see my dad
> getting out of the truck... OH SHIT! He just got home
> from work. So help me God it took 10 minutes
> for that arrow to go from my bow to the can. My dad was
> walking towards me in slow motion with a WTF look in his
> eyes. I turned back towards my target just in time to see
> the arrow pierce the starting fluid can right at the
> bottom. Right through the main pile of pyrodex and into
> the can. Oh Shit.
>
> When the shock wave hit it knocked me off my feet. I
> don't know if it was the actual compression wave that threw
> me back or just reflex jerk back from 235 fricking decibels
> of sound. I caught a half a millisecond glimpse of the
> violence during the initial explosion and I will tell you
> there was dust, grass, and bugs all hovering 1 ft above the
> ground as far as I could see. It was like a
> little low to the ground layer of dust fog full of
> grasshoppers, spiders, and a worm or two.
>
> The daylight turned purple. Let me repeat this... THE
> FRICKING DAYLIGHT TURNED PURPLE.
>
> There was a big sweetgum tree out by the gate going into
> the pasture. Notice I said "was". That son-of-a-bitch
> got up and ran off.
>
> So here I am, on the ground blown completely out of my
> shoes with my thundercats T-Shirt shredded, my dad is on the
> other side of the carport having what I can only assume is a
> Vietnam flashback:
>
> ECHO BRAVO CHARLIE YOU'RE BRINGIN' EM IN TOO CLOSE!! CEASE
> FIRE. DAMNIT CEASE FIRE!!!!!
>
> His hat has blown off and is 30 ft behind him in the
> driveway. All windows on the north side of the house are
> blown out and there is a slow rolling mushroom cloud about
> 2000 ft. over our backyard. There is a Honda 185 3 wheeler
> parked on the other side of the yard and the fenders are
> drooped down and are now touching the tires.
>
> I wish I knew what I said to my dad at this moment. I
> don't know - I know I said something. I
> couldn't hear. I couldn't hear inside my own head. I
> don't think he heard me either... not that it would really
> matter. I don't remember much from this point on. I said
> something, felt a sharp pain, and then woke up later. I
> felt a sharp pain, blacked out, woke later....repeat this
> process for an hour or so and you get the idea. I remember
> at one point my mom had to give me CPR. and Dad screaming
> "Bring him back to life so I can kill him again". Thanks
> Mom.
>
> One thing is for sure... I never had to mow around that
> stump again, Mom had been bitching about that thing for
> years and dad never did anything about it. I stepped up to
> the plate and handled business.
>
> Dad sold his muzzle loader a week or so later. I still
> have some sort of bone growth abnormality, either from the
> blast or the beating, or both.
>
> I guess what I'm trying to say is, get your kids into
> archery. It's good discipline and will teach them skills
> they can use later on in life.
December 29, 2011 4:26 AM PST
EdgeWalker I have not laughed that much and That loud in like forever!!!!!!! Holly Shit that was funny I mean I could see it all as it transpired !!!!
Dude you have made my day Big Time!!
Thanks for that reply
Laughing Dragon
December 29, 2011 12:31 PM PST
Edgewalker54;
That one is about the best anything, anyplace & well told besides.
Will have to rethink getting archery sets for the grandkids