My friend and I did did something along these lines back in '68. We filled his little red wagon halfway with water, took it in the garage and poured or sprayed every chemical in the cabinet into it. It was the coolest thing we ever saw. It was so cool we showed his Mom. She beat us both, and when my Dad got home from work I got another beating!
I remember that because the beatings were severe. And the beatings were severe because what we did was dangerous and our folks were worried we might do something like that again.
I never did it again!
It might be Art but it's not revolutionary or new. And it's not very smart.
Mark.



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It was just the WD-40 burning off the sleeve of my jacket, but it scared the crap out of me.





I just hope his parents told him never to play with matches.
