M-80s with a rock would stun/kill fish...real dynamite was better...every farm had some...when the perch were running my father would set fikes from side to side in a stream...I'd throw M-80s and chase 'em up stream into the net...when it was full he'd close the net. We only did that a very few times when he really needed the money. We were poor 'nuff I didn't have many toys. My cousin and I made nitro glycerin one time...crude of course...his father was a chemistry teacher. Wasn't much...a medicine bottle. We didn't have a way to set it off...so we put it in the old outhouse on the other side of the chicken house...hot August day..Bout 2 o'clock the stuff went off...shortly thereafter he came home to the scene of the disaster before we could clean all the debris up. He was just a little perturbed...a little was an understatement. after a little butt whooping he really fixed us. He sold us into bondage to a local farmer or two for 4 days...we got to pick small cucumbers for the pickling plant for a couple days...and cantaloupes were just starting so we picked them for a day...and the next day we got to pick early watermelons...for a long day. ...wander through a 10 acre field looking for the early ripe fruit.. Unk got paid for our work...slavery/bondage