he could've used 2 part epoxy...

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Takes too long to set.
Use a medium thickness cyno with a kicker. you can get at least 90 locks in an evening.

Hie did the owners escape? Back door.
 
About 40 years ago kids used to make explosives and blow things up, knock on doors, glue things to other things etc and it was considered youthful exuberance. Nowadays they're considered terrorists. I'm not saying earlier actions were not anti-social but I think we are a lot more judgemental than we used to be. Does anyone know if we locked up the kids who went to fight in the Spanish Civil War?
 
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RossJarvis":xjyjq1ib said:
About 40 years ago kids used to make explosives and blow things up, knock on doors, glue things to other things etc and it was considered youthful exuberance. Nowadays they're considered terrorists. I'm not saying earlier actions were not anti-social but I think we are a lot more judgemental than we used to be. Does anyone know if we locked up the kids who went to fight in the Spanish Civil War?

Can't help agree RJ.
I could write a book that would make Fagin's boys look like ******* :lol:
 
My Dad is very proud of the fact he "blew up" the house's assistant matron at his public school, at breakfast using, I think, Nitrogen Triiodide under her chair. Although the entire house knew who was responsible, he didn't even get caught (or so he claims). This was circa 1942, so I'd guess there were other priorities.

My only claim to fame is letting off home-made stink bombs in the British Museum on a school trip. But one unused one leaked on the coach home, so I was caught.

Happy days (even with a numb behind!).

E.
 
When I was in my final year of junior school in 1963, one of my mates thought it would be a great idea to wait until the English teacher went into the staff loo, and then stuff an "air bomb" firework up the overflow pipe to the high level cistern. 4 of us were daft enough to hang around outside to witness the effects. After a few seconds of spluttering, we heard the teacher "express surprise" as ( we assume) the smoke started coming out in the cubicle just before the finale of the airbomb shooting up the overflow pipe and exploding inside the cistern. The teacher appeared coughing and spluttering with a large wet mark down the front of his trousers and with the 4 of us laughing so hard we didn't have the presence of mind to run. It was nothing to do with me but I was caned with the other 3 as I was "guilty by association". Even after all these years I still think it was worth it though! :)
 
My uncle used to climb onto the roof at the end of a row of houses in the winter and put slates over all the chimneys. My grandfather and his mates used to get a 45 gallon oil drum, lean it against some poor sod's front door, fill it with water then knock on the door. Our best was to go out after dark and find the doors with Suffolk latches, put a dollop of dog turd on the thumb plate and plant a rose thorn in the middle ... yes, you can see where this is going ... :D
Kids today don't even know to make itching power from rose hips ... :D
 
similar to phil.p's, we put dog turds in newspaper in the doorways and set fire to the paper before knocking on the door,
another one was to water the turd down and fill water bombs with it, tied it with cotton so it hung about face high, and using more cotton fastened it in such a way that when the door opened it released the water bomb which swung to it's target,
 
phil.p":1zsajy3i said:
Kids today don't even know to make itching power from rose hips ... :D

My grandson will. :lol: I'm not known as "Bad Grandpa" for nothing.
 
When I was a computer mainframe (3 letters starting with an I and finishing with an M?) hardware service engineer I was on a course in London and we were staying in a central London hotel. One of out blokes had his car parked in the hotel car park. Some hotel prat decided that he wasn't a resident and put a wheel lock on the car wheel. We saw it on the way back after dinner and a couple of pints and decided that it weren't right so we superglued the lock, had a pint in the bar, just to let the glue go off, and then went and complained. They had to cut the clamp off :mrgreen: :mrgreen:

Perhaps they would be a bit more careful next time? :twisted:
 
How Terrible!!

Just to add to the list of incorrigible acts, one disgruntled school leaver at my old place decided to make some alterations to the organ pipes so that you pressed one note but got a 'wrong' connection!! It took several days to sort out which meant no morning chapel!!

We also had a exhibition of sculpture; each one placed on a breeze block plinth. As there were some alterations going on, some of the boys put up a new plinth with an old roll top bath on it in amongst the other sculptures. Mayhem then, but I dare say a Turner Prize winning effort now for 'Installation art'!

Phil
 
One school speech day some clown shinned the school flagpole, replaced the school flag with a quarantine flag then ran down the road to phone box where he phoned the local paper and asked if anyone there knew why a quarantine flag was being flown. I believe it was the same person who was blamed for seeding the roof of a boarding house with death watch beetles, powder post beetles and cockroaches stolen from the biology lab.
 
One night, I think alcohol may have been involved, someone suggested we go down the petrol station and "borrow" a fire extinguisher (yes I know it's stupid, dangerous etc etc :oops: ), so off we trotted gleefully imagining squirting CO2 down each others trousers, Richard was given careful instructions to "knick the fire extinguisher" and off he loped, ducking under windows pretending to be bushes etc. As the tension rose, we all sweated, saw him running at us and hearing shouts of "oi stop you little *******" ran like the wind. Oh how we laughed when we eventually stopped, several having been kicked, punched and generally abused (hammer) , to find that dear old Dicky was holding a bucket of sand :roll: .
 
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