Thursday, February 17, 2011

Bazooka

Make Your Own Bazooka




6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Long time Texas lurker here.

I love that show. It's everything that's right with America. And, he's got a cute daughter.

Darrell said...

Heck, I did that when I was in 8th grade.

I made a shoulder fired, MAPP/oxy gas, piezo electric ignition potato bazooka years ago, it was awesome. Finally blew it up on July 4th a few years later.

Anonymous said...

I was working overtime on a rooftop in Arlington , Va. this weekend , and some of the apprentices working with me wanted me to show them how to make an acetylene bomb (they had heard stories of my younger days) Well it had been a while so I said " what the hell" . I underestimated my charge using our torch and a sandwich baggie ! Two of the apprentices are complaining of hearing loss , and the crane operator says that I owe him a new pair of underwear : ) > SMIBSID

molonlabe28 said...

My mom got divorced when I was 3 and remarried when I was 5.

My stepfather adopted and raised me (with a boot in the rear end when it came to academics, work ethic and manners).

As a youngster, I would go for visitation to my biological father's house, and he was a gun nut.

The apple, of course, has not fallen far from the tree.

He had a welded up WWII Bazooka and German machinegun.

They didn't function, but they made for great photo ops.

We had a target, which was a curved metal contraption that safely trapped the small caliber rounds (we just shot 22s into it).

So my cousin and I would shoot 22 rounds into it in the basement.

He had some really cool guns and he taught my cousins and I gun safety.

We were around guns all the time and respected them.

We would also ride mini-bikes and sleds pulled by pick-ups.

All in all a well-rounded childhood, which would probably be monitored by Homeland Security today and result in child removal by the Departmenet of Child Services in most states.

My biological dad also made a miniature blasting devise consisting of a coffee can and carbide.

He called it a carbide cannon and it would shoot the coffee can pretty impressively.

Those were some fun times.

Unknown said...

I grew up about a mile from their shop, it's a small world.

Timbeaux said...

Whoops, wife must have signed in on google. We've hung out with Vince a few times, New Years and such.

Timbeaux

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