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[zanes]

Zanes thinks hmmmmm, can I distill pure ethanol from that.
He opens his mouth to speak but then sihackit29 comes rushing in screaming about KCL at which point adamw brings out a huge sawn-off....

[Edited on 3-8-2003 by zanes]

[bernie]

....
pool cue and draws back to give numbnu*s a good smack but Bernie catches the cue in mid whack and with a thoughtful look convinces Adam that it is unnecessary. Zanes reaches for the whiskey but Rhodri who is half lit already snags it away from him. Just then it is noticed that Pyromaster is eating his goo, er, I mean glue. Both Zanes and 2003 are made to stand over in the corner and face the wall.

Honcho pulls out a glob of flubber and tapes it under Rhodris elbow which has sustained considerable wear from working a beer bottle back and forth to his mouth. Rhodri mumbles something about a hangnail and his eyes tear up a little.

Bernie says " Ya'll keep lushin' it up and we won't be able to shoot any fireworks"

Simon reaches into his beard and produces........

( The Mrs. took it upon herself to read the last half dozens or so posts with a British accent (not an accent at all if your British) and had me rolling on the ground nearly breathless :cool:)

[Edited on 3-8-2003 by bernie briden]

[adamw]

a packet of firecrackers. Who happens to be outside the window but Anthony (who has also been banished). He spies the crackers, forces the window open and declares: "Oooh you cant have those, they are category 4!...but I'm all for the amatuer using category 4 safely. Do you want to come to my firework party instead".

Having got the whole room's attention, they turn to him and say....

[zanes]

NO!

(except lil' pyro twerp who gets the pool cue smashed at him)

Anyway, Anthony sods off then, and
Bernie briden says......

[Edited on 3-8-2003 by adamw]

[bernie]

(Zanes is still over in the corner)

...."have a cup of coffee Rhod." Adam is seen sharpening his now dulled stick in a pencil sharpener. A cell phone rings and BigG starts talking sweetly to his wife. He is overheard saying " You have to change diapers every day ? "

Stuart walks back into the room. His left hand is bandaged but he has a smile on his face and a cheeseburger in his good hand. He instinctively heads towards the stripper but she is repulsed and assumes a protected position near Honcho.

Steve declares that he has a large barrel out in his truck that requires attention.

[BigG]

"Potassium Perchlorate?" wonders BigG. "You sure it's from reliable suppliers? Just in case, I have come up with a few tests for the presence of chlorate. I wonder what the drum needs to be made of to confine with the British standards. you said cushioned with diapers?"

Pyromaster pulls out his hole-puncher. For him the large Barrel is just a big version of the tin can. Adam wonders what other uses can be applied with his sharp stick...

[zanes]

when with a great YOINK! zanes lifts the bottle of whiskey, and is promptly pursued by:
Rhodri and adamw (with his 2 sticks out and ready(think about it!))

All this time Steve has been looking out for kewls, and banned members

[Edited on 4-8-2003 by zanes]

[adamw]

Adam, who puts one of his sticks (as demonstrated to the stripper) away, being very careful not to cause any injury since he is running, gets infront on Zanes and knocks the drum of perchlorate onto the floor infront of him, stopping him in his tracks. A tear starts to well up in his eye. Wondering what the noise is about, eveyone at the table goes outside and pays their condolances to the perchlorate, which is being washed down the drain. "Why oh why!" exclaims Pyromaster. "Dont worry" says a little voice from in the crowd "We can make some more by synthesising it from KCl"...

[Firefiend]

lil' pyro twerp staggers to his feet and exclaims "look at the filthy mess you've made cleaning that perchlorate up, you'd have made a much cleaner job if you'd sprinkled some dark aluminium powder on it first. The cue rapidly hits his head again!

[smpip]

Simon starts to carve the chemical formula for tear gas into the underside of the table, whilst taking a gulp of the (now retrieved) Whisky (I should not have brought it in the first place), and bellows out "WHO'S MAKING WHAT!" everyone, shocked, look around the room for the author of these words, Stuart (who has consumed his Macky "D") starts complaining about the throbbing he can now feel.

"That killed the conversation" thinks Simon

The room fell silent:o

[Edited on 7-8-2003 by smpip]

[adamw]

and it duly did. A tumbleweed blew through the open door. Bernie, being an expert in the field of tumbleweeds, assisted it by and deposited it out of the window. He sat back down. A church bell could be heard chiming in the distance.

[zanes]

zanes, by this time had given up on the whisky and curled up in the corner reading a star trek book

[smpip]

A Crow in the distance squarks, summoning its brethren to the feast set out below its feet, the dry, arid atmosphere does little to help the blistered and peeling lips of Pyromaster, "that will teach you not to eat glue" Says Richard, Adam nods in agreement.

[zanes]

Suddenly there is a big woosh of flame from outside.

BigG comes in, face blackened, holey clothes, and smoking.

'Hey steve, they perchlorate must have had chlorate in. I mixed sulphur with it!'

'you didn't use the whole drum did you?'

'sure did!!'

[adamw]

BigG washes his face. The doorbell rings and after drying himself, BigG answers it. A delivery man asks him to sign a document. He does and the delivery man goes to his truck and returns with a brand new 'Big Table'. It is lovely and shiney, and has features such as cup holders, shell holders and a pasting bench.