...Some posts you can't reply to without being very, very careful! I'm off to nurse a rib or two.:D:D:DQuote:
Originally Posted by rufflyrustic
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...Some posts you can't reply to without being very, very careful! I'm off to nurse a rib or two.:D:D:DQuote:
Originally Posted by rufflyrustic
Get some of those little canned oysters. Stick a couple up your nose and head off to a party. Sidle up to a good looking girl and engage her in conversation. Half way through the convo whip out your hanky, blow the oysters into the hanky....and then proceed to eat them.
KIWI..That is absolutely gross. You've been out among the rocks alone too long mate. :eek: :D
yep, she did.......Quote:
Originally Posted by rufflyrustic
Pitch black night, pour lighter fluid on boots, put boots on, light and run as fast as you can.............looks freaky from a distance, two dancing flames flying across the night.
I saw that movie too 'stork' wasn't itQuote:
Originally Posted by kiwigeo
A bit like the dance of the flaming a-holes, Saw it performed in bugis st singapore early one morning by some pommie ratings.Quote:
Originally Posted by E. maculata
Breathing fire:
Take a big swig of kero (it tastes foul though) and blow/spray it over a naked flame. Produces a very impressive flame 1M+ long which is also very hot! The first time I tried this it startled me and I knocked over the glass of kero over the table cloth which then caught on fire because I also knocked over the candle I was using as the ignition source.:o I've done it a few times now and the taste is pretty bad and takes hours to get rid of. I've tried it with alcohol and haven't gotten it to work, even with Stroh OP rum (80% alcohol, that's % not proof!).
Flaming Lambourghini:
Take shot glass of Sambucca, place hand over and shake glass well, ignite and then place hand over sealing it off. The flame consumes the oxygen so it self extinguishes and the glass sucks itself onto your palm. Down the sambucca in one gulp and place hand over glass again. Slip a straw through your fingers and "drink" the fumes out of the glass (very hard to do without choking and spluttering). Repeat as neccesary until desired state of inebriation is reached (or passed;) )
Alternative method: Take mouthful of sambucca and swirl around your mouth in order to release fumes. Tilt head back and ignite (best done in darkened room for effect) when (or preferably before) it gets too hot swallow. Repeat as required or mouth is burnt.:eek:
Mick
"Flaming Lambourghini" Hmmm sounds familiar we got one down here called "The Statue of Liberty" shot glass of sambuca's you dip your index finger in and then you raise your finger high in the air just as a friend light's your finger... you must skull and then extinguish your finger with your mouth before it gets burnt, its a great party game!
A couple of tea-spoons of alum in the sugar dispenser of the office cafe bar...
I seriously don't recommend throwing a pound of raw chops down the inake duct of ducted air-conditioning.
And of course there's always the spud up the exhaust-pipe.
Kiwi: That is beyond horrible :D :D
i thought it was cool.....:cool:Quote:
Originally Posted by Auld Bassoon
Dunno...I never saw that movie. I picked it up from a Kiwi farmer mateQuote:
Originally Posted by julianx
I worked on a building project on an island years ago and the company I was working for had gone badly over time and budget. They sacked the supervisor and bought in a troubleshooter/hatchet man who gave the whole crew a really hard time for months until he worked out who the slackers were and got rid of them. It was extremely unpleasant for a while there and I was starting to dread going to work everyday.Quote:
Originally Posted by Skew ChiDAMN!!
My cousin, whom I shared a house with and who also worked on the same job, and myself hatched a plan. We had seen this guy's company ute outside the motel where he was staying and decided we'd do the spud up the exhaust trick. we figured this would make him miss the ferry across so we wouldn't see him for another two hours. We drove to his motel and parked around the corner and took a walk. He had the spud and I had a bit of ceiling batten up my sleeve. We nonchalantly wandered up to the ute, he pushed the spud into the exhaust and I rammed it up as far as it would go with the batten.;)
Next morning he was on board same time as usual.:( We had a surreptitious look a few days later and the spud was still there but we noticed the exhaust was broken in front of the axle.:rolleyes: By about that time though he'd figured out that we were good workers and not part of the problem and we were getting on alright.:) Never told him about the spud though:p
Mick
Worked with a bloke I did not get on with as a trainee, he had an old VeeDub that you couldn't lock the engine cover on .
Every morning I would arrive on the bike stop and with a large soft lead pencil ( they use to issue these to mark pvc prior to welding) would run a thick line down each spark plug .
And every afternoon he had to push start it as the battery wasn't strong enough to crack the carbon off , the thing would turn over but never start, he never did work out why this was the only place it wouldn't start.