Does anybody remember .......
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My Dads cap buster cane. The box of caps with pic of cap gun cane I found on net.
MSOGDAWG
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All good stuff!! I remember hitting the roll caps with a hammer, causing chips in the concrete drive. Pops was pissed. He also got pissed when buddies and I laid a ton of brake streaks with our bikes.
Oh, good times. How long a skid mark could you make? And building (not buying) bike ramps to see how far we could fly. Usually always ended up with blood somewhere on your leg or arm.
Helmet - oh hell no.
Tailflash
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If you take several boxes and tightly roll up each individual string of caps as hard as you can, then attach another string of caps, doing the same tight wrap until it has a circumference larger than a quarter; then tape off the end so it doesn't unravel like a clock spring. Do this over again until you have three individual quarter-plus size rolls. Then tape each of these rolls about 30 feet apart, onto one of the rails of the (now defunct) Chicago & Northwestern Railway line... Then in the middle of the night when you hear the train horn in the distance, get dressed and quickly go down near the track and hide in the bushes, to then witness a large flash and loud clap of thunder as the train engine's front wheel rolls over the top of each roll at high speed; POW - POW - POW! Then sit back and watch the the most awesome sparkler show as the wheels lock up and the screeching of metal to metal and all the freight car couplings bang against each other as the train quickly grinds to a halt. Followed by the driver and conductor and two guys that were riding back in the caboose, frantically search for well over an hour with flashlights and radios blaring (less than 10 feet away) for the culprits.
...Or so I've been told...
The early days, everything MSOGDAWG said in post #13 (he is spot on!) plus trying to decide what I could order off the back page of Boys Life magazine without my parents knowing, hoping I could use the money from my paper route for a COD payment…nope.
And don’t forget finding the stash of Playboy’s underneath Jason’s dad’s bed….Building quarter pipes and stealing parking blocks to skateboard with friends…..Paintball wars at Putah Creek…making flamethrowers with a lighter and a can of WD-40, trying to knock out streetlights with slingshots…..in high school, muddin’ at the Causeway hoping not to get stuck and shoulder tapping on Friday nights after the football game.
Oh, and not having a care in the world because we were invincible.
And don’t forget finding the stash of Playboy’s underneath Jason’s dad’s bed….Building quarter pipes and stealing parking blocks to skateboard with friends…..Paintball wars at Putah Creek…making flamethrowers with a lighter and a can of WD-40, trying to knock out streetlights with slingshots…..in high school, muddin’ at the Causeway hoping not to get stuck and shoulder tapping on Friday nights after the football game.
Oh, and not having a care in the world because we were invincible.
I also remember putting a tube of Testers model glue on the ground. Light the end. And then stomp on it. Talk about a flame thrower. Did x-ray glasses in the back of the magazine ever really work?
Vinz Klortho
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Who got Boy's Life magazine back in the 70's?
Remember all the ads for goofy shit in the back few pages?
And "Scouts in Action" on the last page?
Remember all the ads for goofy shit in the back few pages?
And "Scouts in Action" on the last page?
Vinz Klortho
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I had a Crossman BB gun that looked exactly like an M1 carbine.
I mean EXACTLY.
The sort of thing that gets someone shot up by the police nowadays.
I mean EXACTLY.
The sort of thing that gets someone shot up by the police nowadays.
