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Lonnie Dorque says a fun project for the kiddies is to construct a real, working 'Hindenburg.' Gather together a Hefty trash bag, a tank of hydrogen, a roll of twine, and a lighter. Fill the Hefty bag with hydrogen gas and tie it off with twine, leaving about ten feet of string hanging. Let the Hefty bag up into the air like a balloon (it will float -- hydrogen is like helium, only explosive) and light the end of the string. When the Hindenburg gets about 75 feet off the ground, it will go KA-BOOOOM! real big and you'll get to see a big fireball. It's totally safe and sane, since all the little pieces of Hefty bag burn themselves out long before they hit anything except maybe the tippity-top of telephone poles.
Proselytizing goofball Anil Roberts tells us we won't be hit with flaming tires like Buzzards Trailertopia was if we all get religion posthaste. But then again, if it comes down to a choice between acting like Anil and getting hit with flaming tires, we'll take the flaming tires.
New resident street urchin Timmy shared his secrets for building a nifty bike ramp. All you need is some boards. Lay the boards over the speedbumps, facing downhill. The speedbumps are so huge and pointy, you can really, really get airborne if you pedal your bike as hard and fast as you can downhill toward the ramp. For reals. Try it!
Psych facility escapee and new resident Carl Bailey says that the pay toilets in the public restrooms here at Tinbox Acres is easy to beat. The damn things charge you a buck-fifty. But they don't charge you to use them, just to FLUSH them. The secret is to just use the pay toilets, then don't flush. Thataway, you don't get charged nothing. It should be noted that Carl Bailey has an IQ of 75, he drinks, and we have no public restrooms nor any pay toilets here at Tinbox Acres. We figure he must be suffering from delusional hallucinations or something. Rumor has it he fell on his head. -Editor.
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