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.