sheroo
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Good job it was just your tongue....
Hammer Drill - Invariably used as a divining tool for finding the mortar joints in brick work.
Tools and their uses
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Hammer Drill - Invariably used as a divining tool for finding the mortar joints in brick work.
alienware
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LOOL you know that ! bastard even slides across until it finds the mortar :lol:
alienware
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FredEx
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I used to be able to tell a story about every scar on my hands...too many now to remember them all.
A burned mustache and nose hairs will smell for a couple weeks or else you get used to the smell. I sprayed lithium white grease into the slot of my paper shreader since I ran out of oil, let it set a good amount of time. When I turned it on and put a piece of paper in the propellant from the aerosol can had not dissipated and the freakin' thing POOFED in my face with a ball of flame. That singed a lot of my facial hair and nose hair and ignited the shredded paper in the bin and I'm running out of the house with a flaming bin of shredded paper. On top of that the heat was so intense it ruined the shredder head.
When I worked at Motorola final testing and analyzing base station radios, from low band to quarter K 800 Mhz (big deal then, only company with 800 Mhz back then) we had repair codes to put on the reports when we repaired a radio off the line. FM meant Foreign Material. Once I pulled a Spectra Tac module out of a radio rack since it was not working. I looked it over and instantly knew why. I took a walk over to the line where they built the modules and found the Group Leader. She happened to be talking to the line inspector who should have inspected and tested the card. I asked what percentage of cards they tested, they said 100%. The line inspector said she tested the card, she could see her stamp on the module in my hand. I turned it over so they could see the backside of the 400 mm x 400 mm PCB and showed them nearly all of it was covered in a HUGE solder splat! No freakin' way it ever worked. :lol: I was nice to them, let it go with them giving me a good module and a promise to never let this happen again. Others after them should have caught it too in visual inspections as the radio was assembled. No use of FM then.
FM was also used for the unexplained. These being new radios you had to have a different mindset when analyzing them. They may have never worked and it could be anything. Harder to fix than something that worked and failed. At times you could take something apart, check everything and put it back together and then it would work. Probably something had not seated properly before. In the repair report we'd use FM, instead of its intended Foreign Material meaning it meant (F**king Magic).
A burned mustache and nose hairs will smell for a couple weeks or else you get used to the smell. I sprayed lithium white grease into the slot of my paper shreader since I ran out of oil, let it set a good amount of time. When I turned it on and put a piece of paper in the propellant from the aerosol can had not dissipated and the freakin' thing POOFED in my face with a ball of flame. That singed a lot of my facial hair and nose hair and ignited the shredded paper in the bin and I'm running out of the house with a flaming bin of shredded paper. On top of that the heat was so intense it ruined the shredder head.
When I worked at Motorola final testing and analyzing base station radios, from low band to quarter K 800 Mhz (big deal then, only company with 800 Mhz back then) we had repair codes to put on the reports when we repaired a radio off the line. FM meant Foreign Material. Once I pulled a Spectra Tac module out of a radio rack since it was not working. I looked it over and instantly knew why. I took a walk over to the line where they built the modules and found the Group Leader. She happened to be talking to the line inspector who should have inspected and tested the card. I asked what percentage of cards they tested, they said 100%. The line inspector said she tested the card, she could see her stamp on the module in my hand. I turned it over so they could see the backside of the 400 mm x 400 mm PCB and showed them nearly all of it was covered in a HUGE solder splat! No freakin' way it ever worked. :lol: I was nice to them, let it go with them giving me a good module and a promise to never let this happen again. Others after them should have caught it too in visual inspections as the radio was assembled. No use of FM then.
FM was also used for the unexplained. These being new radios you had to have a different mindset when analyzing them. They may have never worked and it could be anything. Harder to fix than something that worked and failed. At times you could take something apart, check everything and put it back together and then it would work. Probably something had not seated properly before. In the repair report we'd use FM, instead of its intended Foreign Material meaning it meant (F**king Magic).
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paulstung
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I feel your pain. I was about 10 spraying a cricket bat with spray, varnish, and the end got blocked so I pushed a nail into the end, and took 2 eyes full of the stuff. The worst pain I have ever felt, by the time we got the doctors surgery both eyes were stuck solid. I had to sit there with a fine hose in each eye connected to a pump, to flush them, for a few hours, bloody uncomfortable. On the plus side my face had a lovely, patena.
alpenwasser
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:rollinglaugh:
Haha, great vid, man! :lol:
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In the repair report we'd use FM, instead of its intended Foreign Material meaning it meant (F**king Magic).
Yeah that definitely sounds like modern technology! :lol:
Ouch!
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alienware
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:rollinglaugh:
It's definitely one of those where you shouldn't laugh but you just have to.
My cousin was shrieking with laughter all the way home as I told him about my ordeal and kept snotting orange out of my nose :lol: I thought we were going to crash lmao.
alienware
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Funny you say that....
WARNING. WHAT YOU ARE ABOUT TO READ IS VERY DANGEROUS. DO NOT ATTEMPT TO RECREATE IT !
You've been warned
When I was a kid we used to do a trick. Basically you get a 2 litre coke/whatever plastic bottle and take off the lid. Then you squirt some lighter fluid around the insides, just enough to coat the plastic.
Then, pour a stream of lighter fluid and light it and literally watch the bottle completely collapse and a HUGE flame shoot out. Basically as the fire attempts to guzzle air the bottle just literally concave.
Any way I was preparing one and had my face over it pouring in the fluid and my smart ass prick ex friend figured it would be a good idea to light it while I still had my face over it.
It took off all my eyebrows and matted my eyelashes together so I couldn't open my eyes. I had to be taken by the hand and led home so my mum could phone an ambulance.
Something I never attempted again.
FredEx
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We are still all alive!
We used to make tennis ball cannons out of pop (soda some say) cans. In my youth they were still tin, not aluminum. You'd use a little lighter fluid to arm it. I lit it once and the tennis ball was stuck and it backfired out of the fill hole de-furring my hairy leg.
Speaking of "smart ass prick" friends...after my father died when I was 16, my mum and I went south to my grandparents for a vacation. Fireworks were legal down there. On the way back home I bought a ton of fireworks. I sold my mates a lot. We were out lighting firecrackers and bottle rockets one night. My "smart ass prick" friend threw a lit firecracker at me and it went in my shirt pocket that had a couple dozen firecrackers in it. My shirt started going off and I was holding the shirt away from my chest as far as I could. My left tit was very red and hurt. He ran off into an overgrown field and hid, he needed a head start since I was fast and pissed, I took off after him and I jumped over a row of hedges and landed right on him. He was hurt a little, took him a while to get his air back since my landing on him knocked the air out of him. I weighed about 18 stone then. Guys came running to save him, but I had already calmed down, landing on him already put a good hurt on him, that was good enough.
We used to make tennis ball cannons out of pop (soda some say) cans. In my youth they were still tin, not aluminum. You'd use a little lighter fluid to arm it. I lit it once and the tennis ball was stuck and it backfired out of the fill hole de-furring my hairy leg.
Speaking of "smart ass prick" friends...after my father died when I was 16, my mum and I went south to my grandparents for a vacation. Fireworks were legal down there. On the way back home I bought a ton of fireworks. I sold my mates a lot. We were out lighting firecrackers and bottle rockets one night. My "smart ass prick" friend threw a lit firecracker at me and it went in my shirt pocket that had a couple dozen firecrackers in it. My shirt started going off and I was holding the shirt away from my chest as far as I could. My left tit was very red and hurt. He ran off into an overgrown field and hid, he needed a head start since I was fast and pissed, I took off after him and I jumped over a row of hedges and landed right on him. He was hurt a little, took him a while to get his air back since my landing on him knocked the air out of him. I weighed about 18 stone then. Guys came running to save him, but I had already calmed down, landing on him already put a good hurt on him, that was good enough.
paulstung
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FredEx
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alpenwasser
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Aw man, what the hell kind of suicidal cult have I joined here? :lol:
alienware
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The same one that probably used to stick a 9v battery on their tongue, pull a total mong face and then say how awesome it was and suggest it to all of their friends :lol:
Us Brits are a crazy bunch.
alpenwasser
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That I actually used to do. I'm less suicidal and more homicidal :lol:
Not sure if that's really an improvement though :headscratch:
