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			<title>Blow me Hard</title>
			<link>http://www.anarchistcookbook.com/showthread.php?t=20500</link>
			<pubDate>Tue, 12 Aug 2008 13:31:07 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[Ok ok, cheesy title... I know... anyways, I'd like to see some inspiration because just from the lack of ingenuity I've seen in some recent threads,...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[Ok ok, cheesy title... I know... anyways, I'd like to see some inspiration because just from the lack of ingenuity I've seen in some recent threads, I wanna hear stories, see pics, feel the burn of the craziest shit you've done. I'm bored, so entertain me please... If it's really ama-za-zing, explain in detail. My wallet goes deep and I love blowin' shit up just as much as the next guy <img src="images/smilies/rolleyes.gif" border="0" alt="" title="Roll Eyes (Sarcastic)" class="inlineimg" /><br />
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I'll start it:  June 14th, 2006- Me and my friend went camping before he had to go to some cadet training shit and we packed more than s'mores. He got his hands on 5 quarter sticks of dynamite (and the suspense builds...) We walked down to our Music Center (used to be Deer Creek or some shit for concerts) and there were about 15 porta potties for the concert goers. After rigging a stick to the most full shit pots, we lit the mother fuckers (after attaching a 3 foot canon fuse [wanted to get out of the blast radius of the s***l lol]) We sprinted like hell, heard the amazing KABOOMS and collapsed with laughter. Little did we know, security officers watched us the whole time we were rigging, and when we started to run, they saw the red flickers of the fuses and, within minutes of the explosions, police and the owners of the facility were surrounding the area. We made it home (2 miles away) without being caught luckily. It was 3 AM and woods separate the music center from his house. So needless to say, the next day we drove by the center and saw the remains of the shit pots... OMG... the explosion was powerful enough to blow all the portas over but 2, and the rigged ones were in many MANY pieces. A vac truck was called out... my dad... Irony eh? he came home after the job and cursed those &quot;Damn son-of-a-bitch kids with shit for brains&quot; who made such a &quot;fuckin mess&quot;. Very fun, and still haven't confessed to my poor dad lol good times... good times...]]></content:encoded>
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			<title>I-Pod, U-Pod, We All-Pod</title>
			<link>http://www.anarchistcookbook.com/showthread.php?t=20492</link>
			<pubDate>Mon, 11 Aug 2008 08:01:42 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[go suck on a shoe i say!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[go suck on a shoe i say!]]></content:encoded>
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