Freedom Friday
Freedom Friday
When I was young, kids up the street came down, asked,
"Can we have some crabapples?"
"Uh, sure."
Hauled off a few kilos.
In their yard, a cannon made from a coffee can, braised small pipe in front, bipod legs under, metal screw cap on top, cord running to back with glow wire inside.
Thimbleful of gasoline inside, cap on, slap train transformer lever, and "Boomp!"
Flaming crabapples arc high over the house across the street!
Yeah. Not good.