Oklahoma bow and arrow

[EdWells]

this is little long but good laugh

>>>
>>>> An Oklahoma Kid's first Bow and Arrow set.... I don't know who wrote
>>>> this, but he has a way with words that makes one visualize being right
>>>> there beside him.....A good read....
>>>>
>>>>
>>>> Life as a child growing up in Oklahoma....
>>>>
>>>> Around age 10 my dad got me one of those little compound
>>>> bow beginner kits. Of course, the first month I went around our
>>>> land sticking arrows in anything that could get stuck by an
>>>> arrow. Did you know that a 1955 40 horse Farm all tractor tire
>>>> will take 6 rounds before it goes down? Tough "sumich".
>>>>
>>>> That got boring, so being the 10 yr. old Dukes of Hazard fan
>>>> that I was, I quickly advanced to taking strips of cut up
>>>> T-shirt doused in chainsaw gas tied around the end and was
>>>> sending flaming arrows all over the place.
>>>>
>>>> One summer afternoon, I was shooting flaming arrows into a large
>>>> rotten oak stump in our backyard. I looked over under the
>>>> carport and see a shiny brand new can of starting fluid (Ether).
>>>>
>>>> A light bulb went off in my head.
>>>>
>>>> I grabbed the can and set it on the stump. I thought that it
>>>> would probably just spray out in a disappointing manner. Lets
>>>> face it, to a 10 yr old mouth-breather like myself, (Ether),
>>>> really doesn't "sound" flammable.
>>>>
>>>> So, I went back into the house and got a 1 pound can of Pyrodex
>>>> (black powder for muzzle loader rifles).
>>>>
>>>> At this point, I set the can of ether on the stump and opened up
>>>> the can of black powder.
>>>>
>>>> My intentions were to sprinkle a little bit around the (Ether)
>>>> can but it all sorta dumped out on me. No biggie, a 1 lb.
>>>> pyrodex and 16 oz (Ether) should make a loud pop, kinda like a
>>>> firecracker you know?
>>>>
>>>> You know what? I'm going back in the house for the
>>>> other can, so I got a second can of Pyrodex and dumped it too.
>>>> Now we're cookin'.
>>>>
>>>> I stepped back about 15 ft and lit the 2 stroke arrow. I drew
>>>> the nock to my cheek and took aim. As I released I heard a
>>>> clunk as the arrow launched from my bow. In a slow motion time
>>>> frame, I turned to see my dad getting out of the truck... OH
>>>> SHOOT! He just got home from work.
>>>>
>>>> So help me God it took 10 minutes for that arrow to go from my
>>>> bow to the can. My dad was walking towards me in slow motion
>>>> with a "what" look in his eyes.
>>>>
>>>> I turned back towards my target just in time to see the arrow
>>>> pierce the starting fluid can right at the bottom. Right
>>>> through the main pile of Pyrodex and into the can. Oh shoot.
>>>> When the shock wave hit it knocked me off my feet. I don't know
>>>> if it was the actual compression wave that threw me back or just
>>>> reflex jerk back from 235 decibels of sound. I caught
>>>> a half a millisecond glimpse of the violence during the initial
>>>> explosion and I will tell you there was dust, grass, and bugs
>>>> all hovering 1 ft above the ground as far as I could see.
>>>> It was like a little low to the ground layer of dust fog full of
>>>> grasshoppers, spiders, and a worm or two.
>>>>
>>>> The daylight turned purple. Let me repeat this... THE COTTON
>>>> PICKING DAYLIGHT TURNED PURPLE.
>>>>
>>>> There was a big sweet gum tree out by the gate going into the
>>>> pasture. Notice I said "was". That sucker got up and ran off.
>>>>
>>>> So here I am, on the ground blown completely out of my shoes
>>>> with my Thundercats T-Shirt shredded, my dad is on the other
>>>> side of the carport, having what I can only assume is, a Vietnam
>>>> flashback: ECHO BRAVO CHARLIE YOU'RE BRINGIN' EM IN TOO
>>>> CLOSE!! CEASE FIRE. DAMN IT CEASE FIRE!!!!!
>>>>
>>>> His hat has blown off and is 30 ft behind him in the driveway.
>>>> All windows on the north side of the house are blown out and
>>>> there is a slow rolling mushroom cloud about 2000 ft. over our
>>>> backyard.
>>>>
>>>> There is a Honda 185 3 wheeler parked on the other side of the
>>>> yard and the fenders are drooped down and are now touching the
>>>> tires.
>>>>
>>>> I wish I knew what I said to my dad at this moment. I don't
>>>> know - I know I said something. I couldn't hear. I couldn't
>>>> hear inside my own head.
>>>>
>>>> I don't think he heard me either... not that it would really
>>>> matter. I don't remember much from this point on.
>>>>
>>>> I said something, felt a sharp pain, and then woke up later. I
>>>> felt a sharp pain, blacked out, woke later....repeat this
>>>> process for an hour or so and you get the idea.
>>>>
>>>> I remember at one point my mom had to give me CPR. and Dad
>>>> screaming "Bring him back to life so I can kill him again".
>>>> Thanks Mom.
>>>>
>>>> One thing is for sure... I never had to mow around that stump
>>>> again.
>>>>
>>>> Mom had been complaining about that thing for years and dad never
>>>> did anything about it. I stepped up to the plate and handled
>>>> business.
>>>>
>>>> Dad sold his muzzle loader a week or so later. I still have some
>>>> sort of bone growth abnormality, either from the blast or the
>>>> beating, or both.
>>>>
>>>> I guess what I'm trying to say is, get your kids into archery.
>>>> It's good discipline and will teach them skills they can use
>>>> later on in life.
>>>>
>>>> Author Unknown.....

[Paul B]

[jbagley]

That is too funny Thanks

[albie]

I can picture that completly in my mind, too funny

[vince_o]

For some reason I see Danny and Vince in this story!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[tompepper]

Vince Sr. also hehe