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Like it? Heck, I loved that story Euclid, we burned the butt of a super at a mill I worked at , had a running water trough in the lavatory, one of the guys wadded up news paper, lit it and sent it on it's way, said he added an M80 pest control bomb, soon, a Boom, a scream and the smell of singed hair and the super came out covered in water and _ _ _ T, he was a different guy after that, didn't use the lav at work any more, at least the one we could get to.
A few years ago building a block of apartment's some partitioners got knocked for a load of money (this happens a lot in the building industry in England) so they got some chickens and dry wall boarded over them in the wall cavities. A week or two later in the middle of summer the stench was unbearable, there were flys and maggots every where in rooms all over the apartments. Completed rooms had to be ripped out and started over again.
Probably classed as criminal damage, but funny none the less.
That was a court of last resort in the pre-WWII Navies that had the heads configured that way. I heard about it from an old timer Bosun's Mate telling sea tales while we were on Shore Patrol Duties.Quote:
Originally Posted by FAL
Yea, thinking about it, now days… he would turn out to be a Trans Gendered, Female, Muslim, the Duck and the Snake endangered species, the Horse turds, Hazardous Waste and the Clock and Flares ...
Yea, we’d be doing Federal time, in Git-mo.