So...

Who the hell is this "Keith Saylor" guy?

Awesome pics man. I got some funny stories of my redneck friends building fires...maybe I'll share later. Bedtime now.

*Stealth* wrote: travis75 wrote: Who the hell is this "Keith Saylor" guy? Me.Cs3 doesn't have my small fonts, so it's a bit to large of a signature watermark

It has whatever fonts you have installed, you peen.

My friends and I once sprayed the crap out of another of our friends with AXE and a few hours later convinced him to jump through a bonfire... it was great.

I found this story hard to believe, except for the fact that I was there to witness it (and i instigated it in the first place).

My buddy and I were playing video games in my green houose (seriously). The reason for this is, during the winter (just this last winter) that the green house is plant-free, and I set up a couch and a few chairs next to the full sized furnace we have in there. During the night time, you set the thermostat, pout up some christmas-style lights and you have yourself a party location. (i.e. not in the house, in the corner of the lawn by the gate so people can come and go, and to where the neghibors can't figure out what's going on).

What happened was, after some select festivities, I decided it was a great idea to take a copper bird bath and set up candles in it and burn them. The whole idea was they could sit in a safe, stable, fireproof container that would reflect the light. wonderful.

Eventually the wax built up in the bottom; a puddle 8 inches in diameter and 4 inches thick (a really big molten wax puddle, if you ask me).

I got bored. bad idea.

I began throwing in piceces of blank notebook paper into the candle flames, ooing and ahhing at the pretty light, which went great until I threw a whole blank note book in there. It was a pretty good flame for being in a wood and plastic green house, near a big flammable couch and in the vicinity of a natural gas line. But it only got better.

I was calling it quits on the fire, and pansying out beacuse I choose not to destroy my parent's propery. I threw a quart of water on the flames, and thorugh some odd chemical reaction, shot up a colomn of flames 8 feet high (less than a foot from the crest of the green house roof). These flames were so hot that I instantly began sweating when within arm's reach.

The flames began whipping over precariously close to the couch, so I did all I could. I kicked open the door (ripping the latch off of it), kicked the bird bath, nearly sending it into the couch.

Then it got violent.

I picked up my strat, and swung it like a golf club, full force into the lip of the birdbath, sending it soaring out of the door, and into the dry grass. I jumped a full 4 foot length, or so, out the door and onto the lawn and began beating the hell out of the flames and bird bath itself. I then wedged the head stock under the bath, after it went out, and flung it into the yard in angst. wonderful.

All of this happened in the time span of 10 to 20 seconds, or so. and all the while my buddy was standing, staring at the procession, all gaped-mouthed and wide-eyed. after a period of speechlessness that lasted a full 30 seconds, he said "Dude... you wanna do it again?"

When it was all said and done, there were wax splatter marks ALL over the inside of the green house and door, a burnt patch of grass and weeds on the gravel floor of the green house, two scalded couch cushions, a totalled copper bird bath (which was a $35 purchase), one destroyed guitar, and the worst odor I think my nose has ever laid witness to.

Needless to say, I got a picture of the inside of the birdbath, all of the dents, the damage to my guitar and the wax and burn marks all over the wall. I ended up deleting half of them out of memory frustrations with my phone. (although I do still possess the bird bath itself).

Did I mention this happened at 2 am on a sunday morning?

 

How I never melted the roof pannels of the green house, I'll never know.

BARREL BREAK wrote: *Stealth* wrote: BARREL BREAK wrote: *Stealth* wrote: travis75 wrote: Who the hell is this "Keith Saylor" guy? Me.Cs3 doesn't have my small fonts, so it's a bit to large of a signature watermark It has whatever fonts you have installed, you peen. No, It does not have the custom fonts I still have laying in my CS2 folder.peen. Why aren't they installed to the OS?

I never thought to put them there, instead I just threw them into CS2.


Edited by *Stealth* - 29 July 2007 at 1:46am

BARREL BREAK wrote: *Stealth* wrote: BARREL BREAK wrote: *Stealth* wrote: BARREL BREAK wrote: *Stealth* wrote: travis75 wrote: Who the hell is this "Keith Saylor" guy? Me.Cs3 doesn't have my small fonts, so it's a bit to large of a signature watermark It has whatever fonts you have installed, you peen. No, It does not have the custom fonts I still have laying in my CS2 folder.peen. Why aren't they installed to the OS? I never thought to put them there, instead I just threw them into CS2. peen

At least I am a smaller peen than originally intended.


Edited by *Stealth* - 29 July 2007 at 1:53am

*Stealth* wrote: At least I have a small peen.

Fixed.


Edited by Brian Fellows - 29 July 2007 at 2:50am

A couple years back 3 kids from our town ahd a small fire and put a full can of spray paint in it, huddled around to see what would happen, and after it blew up everyone got burned in the face with molten paint and cut with shrapnel. They all had 3rd degree burns, and I think one fo them had to be airlifted to a hospital.
Another time like before the start of this summer, there was a party going on in a neighboring town. They had an empty keg and a huge bonfire, so someone through the keg onto the fire. It blew up, and 2 kids died, because the metal blew up and cut their throats.