LAST EDITED ON Feb-11-13 AT 05:34PM (MST)[p]In the late 90's I convinced my buddy from Indiana to go archery elk hunting with me in northern New Mexico. I did not know what the hell I was doing back then and lead us into a deserty dry low elevation spot with no elk. After a few days of zero success I was bored one dead silent night and threw an empty 8 oz. aluminum can of butane/propane in our campfire while my buddy was half asleep.......just to see what would happen. This was incredibly stupid and dangerous and I could have burned the tinder-dry forest down. Upon the can's ignition my mild mannered christian buddy bout went into cardiac arrest. Seemed like minutes before the can clinked on it's return to earth. My buddy was so pisssed he about tore me a new one. It was the only time to this day I've ever seen him angry. He scolded me relentlessly for 5 minutes. Then all went silent.............and he started laughing and could not stop, at the thought of the truly impressive ember filled mushroom cloud. One hell of a sight I will not soon forget.
Guilty of gross negligence and stupidity. No animals or trees were injured in the production of this sin.
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