11-06-2022, 08:32 AM
(11-06-2022, 05:57 AM)Gointocarlton link Wrote:Ahh the memories, Guy Fawkes Night. Walk down to the Milk Bar, buy enough fireworks to make Moomba look lame for about $10 and let em rip. Letter boxes, Tonka Trucks, mates back pockets were all fair game. Still got all my digits, eyesight and hearing so I couldn't have been too dangerous. They were the days.
Fond memories! A mate of mine dropped a bunger into an empty jerrycan. Ended up with no eyelashes and a very interesting hairdo.
Reality always wins in the end.

