My favorite was when driving down the highway to spray starting fluid on the window and light it and scream as people drove by…..

Man, we might be from the same DNA...before I opened the thread my first thought involved a can of WD-40 and a bic lighter.

Ol dad

I have a cousin that was playing with hair spray or something else flammable. He held the nozzle down to long and blew the can up in his hand. I believe it was only an error visit and he healed up completely. I would say he is dumb and he is but he did marry well, very well$. But he is forced to put up with stuff I wouldn't. Let's just say from how that wife acts I think a dna test would not be a bad idea on the kids. Proves money is not everything.

Chase women and drink liquor!

I've definitely done that... I know it's dangerous but it's pretty fun.

Boys

We cut the ends off of old coke cans ...then taped about

7-8 together ...making a tube you could see through.

Then we taped on the bottom can that had just the top cut off.

We punched a small hole with a nail ...in the bottom of the bottom can..

Squirted some lighter fluid in it...put our thumb ovah.the hole..

And a twirled it around about 10 times...shoved a tennis ball in the tube...

Stood it straight up...and put a match ,near the hole ..

We called them Polish cannons

I drove around Down town Minneapolis in my Chevy Impala low rider delivering 400 Sunday Star and Tribune papers for a full time Paper-man while he was on vacations.
I had a intercom and speaker to yell things to "locals" at 4 am on...
My friend Doug and I had a few close calls - the Impala had Red fun fur and red Dingle ball interior done like cheech & Chongs car only Mine had a Rebel flag zip tied to the antenna.
A few times down there Were quite sketchy

Let’s see: I hunted, fished, and trapped. Never saw a reason to quit.

We use to go for horse back rides in the middle of the night of we got board downtown. Use to play tag horseback.

that sounds fun

We called em spud guns, and made them out of pvc pipe.



Are you shaking your head at us, or is that what you did for fun????

Yep

Got out of bed in the morning without aches lol

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K snow….lol

Inquiring minds want to know, LOL

Instead of lighter fluid we used aqua net hair spray. Pretty sure that stuff is banned now.

I made me a hobo stick with a handkerchief and put carrots in it and walked down Cherry Tree Lane on a little adventure after reading a storybook about a bunny who ran away from home. Not sure how long I was gone but caused quite a bit of grief for my mother. All without the benefit of explosives.

Swinging on muscadine vines. Until little brother sailed out over a holler and the vine broke, lol.

Flammable liquids, let's not get dramatic.

Fun or dangerous?? lol
Taking dads cans of Coleman gas and making trash can bombs was fun,,,
Or taking my sisters cans of hairspray and making blowtorches out of them..
Throwing snowballs at passing cars ( until we hit a driver who had his window down)
I know there’s gonna be quite the list when I stand at the pearly gates.. that list is probably 4 inches thick.

Well my flammable liquids story is how I got canned from my first ADC job. Dad appointed me his rat killer until he caught me pouring gasoline down rat holes setting the yard on fire.

Put a million miles on a diverse assortment of Japanese two wheelers.

My brother, a couple friends and I went around a lake by our cabin in Central Oregon collecting dozens of garter snakes in a bucket. We took 'em back to the cabin and brought them in the bathroom and unleashed them in the sink, where they'd be "contained" my mom came home and could hear us in the bathroom. She peaked in the window from outside and saw dozens of snakes all over the bathroom counter, floor, escaping out the door to the living room and us doing our best to collect them and put them back in the sink.

How about BB gun wars.?
Rules were 4 pumps or a daisy lever action

I got a red rider because it hunt more

We did that too...but called them Polish cannons

I inherited a half million when I was about 20. Spent about $475,000 on hookers and blow, I wasted the rest….LOL

you mean this one?
We still have this book in a bin somewhere lol

Cousin once shot a bull in the sack with a bb gun. After seeing what his dad did to that rifle, we didn't mess around with them any more.

And we mowed a lot of grass to fix the pen in the barn.

My cousins lived on a farm. We would go to the neighbor's creek and catch Creek Chubs with worms. Then we would go to another part of the creek where there was a deep hole and fish Northern Pike using the chubs for bait. We would sneak Karlsbrau beer from my cousin's dads milk cooler to take with us. We got some really nice fish. Those were the days!

It was the same Stony Brook Babe Winkleman talked about, as they were neighbors.

K Snow....was PVC pipe even around in 1969 ??

Plus the coke cans were free...lol

I ain't as old as dirt, like younz.

We didn't buy the pipe either.....

Black walnuts and wrist rockets will raise a welt.

The swimming hole at the river swinging on that rope, getting wet good time there.

Float rivers and small streams in the canoe and camp under the stars while enjoying what ever I could scavenge..
Catfish, crayfish, froglegs, ect. And hunting mushrooms and onions in the spring.

M-80's were always good entertainment.

Way back in my youth......we played with the Duncan Tops ..did all kinds of tricks with them.

Then there was always smashing a brick

Onto 4 rolls of caps at once ...lol..BOOM !!

Hated going up to the farm. Uncle KT had a long list of don'ts. No climbing trees, stay out of the barn especially the loft, no playing in the creek, stay out of the pasture. It wasn't any fun. Seems there had been a heathen child there once before that was the reason for all the rules. That heathen was my mama, lol, seems she had broken something, got cut, banged up something or just been a holy terror as a youngun.

The Statue of limitations are not up yet so did nothing fun!

I am long past any statute of limitations and we didn't have felonies for every little thing either, or warning labels for that matter.

Making stuff that blew-up. We were pretty innovative when it came to ingredients; match heads, saltpeter and sugar, saltpeter, vaseline and something else, can't remember.

It was always enjoyable to epoxy a quarter to the cement driveway at the lumberyard I worked at as a young welp. Bout drove them old codger contractors nuts when they bent over to claim their 'prize' and it wouldn't budge. Some would even kick at it with their boots trying to free it up until they realized theyd been had.

Bag of dried Peas and a pea shooter. Sat near the highway and shot peas at cars. For a trailer truck we'd fill our mouth and it was like a machine gun pinging off the trailer. If we saw break lights, we'd run like H...
Strapping a fishing rod to our bike and hitting every water within riding distance.
Fire...anything with fire. I, and a couple friends burned 3 acres once. Wasn't intentional, we were playing with matches. Again, ran like H... when we lost control of the dry grass. Half way home through the woods when we heard the sirens, lol.

Picking up un exploded fireworks after the 4th…. Pealing out the powder and making bolt bombs
Throw them into a parking lot and they would explode,,,,, don’t know why?

Hardest part was finding the second half….to do it again…

BB gun wars here. Right up until our buddy Lefteye didn't take proper cover and ruined it for the rest of us...
His name was Warren before The War To End All Wars.

Switch unit patches and rank and go the the liquor store on base before ummm... Having some fun

O taping random bullets we found to the end of BBC guns to see if we could get the BB to hit the primer and shoot the shell.

Stand in a circle and come shoot a arrow straight up in the air and see who run first before it hits the ground

purse trick. white purse with a fishing line tied to it. place on the white line on the road at dark. hide in the woods and when someone stopped to get it, yank it away from them and yell "that's my purse" and run!
throwing apples with a fiberglass cb antenna was a good time also. you can really get some distance with a 8ft antenna!

Like,,,,

I still do that to my dad…..lol he grew up poor and when my grandfather bought his first farm the spilled coins in the driveway. To this day at 87, my dad will bend down to pick up a penny…..lol

Hydrochloric acid bombs…they take two or three minutes to explode once activated. We’d set them in the median when stoped at a red light. By the time it turned back to red and the next group of cars stopped, it would go off. Harmless but very loud.

Same with dry ice bombs. Working in the warehouse, the guy working in the freezer was always in there by himself and not expecting anything. Pull the door opener for the freezer as you drive past on the forklift and toss in a dry ice bomb. Again very loud especially when you aren’t expecting it.

Was around for some I sure shouldn't have been, lol. Fun ones:
Throwing old eggs at cars from behind a hill as they passed by, until the sheriff drove by.
In school we shot archery at the end of the football field track right by the highway, semi loads of hay went by. Always wondered what those truckers thought went they go to their location with arrows in the side of the hay bales.
Bought supplies at the pharmacy and made bombs until we put one in a culvert and created a hole in the road.
Had a really skinny buddy that could reach up into the soda machines and trip the lever to release cans.
Rotten tomato fights, green apple fights, bb gun fights - aim waist and lower.

Was driving in the right lane on 694 in Maplewood Mn. Window down traffic busy. An older truck was going by me and they must have turned the key off and loaded up with gas and turned the key back on.Starteld me greatly . Those kids were laughing so hard. Had laugh a little too.

I also made bolt bombs, as well as taking shotgun shells, cut the top of the shot end and empty the shot out. Then tape a shooter marble or large steelie to the bottom, right on the primer. Toss them high in the air so when they landed on a hard surface, would go off. Got suspended for that one in 7th grade.
But that was minor league after I was taught by another suspect friend how to make small cannons. We would scrounge steel pipe, and 3/4' was best. Cut to about 10"-12" in length, we would pound one end flat, then drill a small hole about 1" from the flattened end. Then buy a box of match books and cut all the heads off and carefully load the heads into the pipe, leaving about 1" empty. Then came the dangerous part. We would carefully pack the match heads with a small dowel until they were tight. Then wad up tinfoil and pack the open end of the pipe until it was rock hard and flush with the end of said pipe. The final assembly was to make a square of multiple layers of tinfoil, maybe 6 or eight layers thick that was about 2" larger than the bore of the pipe and fit it over the open end, folding it down over the muzzle and securing it with a rubber band.
We had made a stand out of a scrap of plywood, maybe 8" square with a hole drilled in it and would place the muzzle end partway through the hole.
When we first started building these things, we didn't have anything for a fuse, but always had left-over match heads, so...... we would push a couple heads into the "fuse" hole. We started off taking them out to any old place that had a sizable boulder to dive behind, (I grew up on a 40-acre small "ranch" in Central Oregon), to detonate them, and you had to be very quick, striking a match, crouch down, set lit match to "fuse", and dive behind the boulder! We had literally a couple seconds to get away.
Man, those things were LOUD!!!
Great fun, until one day I packed one to a friend's house and quietly placed it between his screen door and the house door, with no stand, of course. By that time, I had figured out that rather than a match head for a fuse, I used the whole match stuffed in headfirst, giving me precious extra seconds to increase my distance from the device. After igniting the fuse match, closing the screen door and running for all I was worth, I was stunned to see a large part of his screen door rocket past me!
I ran the entire 2 miles to my house.
It took the cops nearly an hour to show up.
That was one of the last one's I ever built. A 13-year-old is easily intimidated in the back of a police car!

Riding around with a car load drinking beer and shooting cats

Garbage bag filled with oxy-acetylene from the torch.

We use to do that shooting groundhogs.