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At a family event someone squirted some whipped cream onto some ice cream.

It reminded me of something me and a coworker would do sometimes.

What did you do in your youth that was harmless but stupid?

So,
In my youth I worked at a local ice cream store. One evening I was working with an equally immature young man and we discovered whipped cream was powered with nitrous oxide, laughing gas. Now this might not have been real safe but what did we know? Better than getting drunk or stoned.
The next time we worked together we sold as much whipped cream as we could but we saved all the empty cans. After closing and clean up we inhaled the gas and our voices got real low, Darth Vader low.
Since the dentist uses this stuff we found we didn't feel any pain. Therefore, we went into the back room and proceeded to beat the living tar out of each other, and laughed the whole time doing it!!
Not fist punching but hard core wrestling, throwing each other against the steel freezer door and then running full speed into him.
After we got bored of that we would get ready to go, take one more hit, lock the door and run down to the 7-11.
Then we would fire up the pinball machine and the big silver ball looked as if it were going 900 MPH.
May not have been real safe but we figured it was safer than drinking or smoking dope,

I certainly would not do it or recommend it now.
Those were the DAZE.
 
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My ex wife stopped buying whip cream in the can many years ago, if you hold the can upright and push the nozzle, only the nitrous would come out.

The little CO2 looking canisters were called whip it's. Back in the day they made a charger for them. You opened it up and dropped the nitrous canister in it. Then you put a balloon over the lid and screwed it on. It punctured the nitrous and filled the balloon.

Many years ago me and a friend went to a little head shop in Cinti called the Cupboard. They had 14 dozen whip its...we bought and did them all that night. After 84 they kinda make you feel sick.

Killer buzz, but it only last seconds.
 
Weird thing is I've had NOX from whipped cream cans, and have even had it administered in the dentist's chair.
Never could tell that it did anything to or for me.
Now marahootchie, that's a completely different story, that always had the desired effect... (back in the days of my youth)
 
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PARTY ON GARTH.

YEAH, YOU WERE DOING DRUGS. :rolleyes: Glad you didn't work in a hardware store that sold spray paint. I saw 2 young girls sniffing ALL the whipped cream cans in a supermarket one night. NOT that I was an angel, or anything for a good 15+ years. Teens being teens I suppose, HARMLESS NO.
 
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I worked in an upscale restaurant in Spokane while in high school and college. One of the busboys discovered the secret of the whipped cream can and soon they were all emptied of their propellant but still full of whipped cream. It didn't take management long to figure out what was going on and take corrective actions!
 
I grew up in an apartment complex in the '50s and we decided to see who could make the biggest dent in building drain pipes w/a bare fist. Bigger guys made bigger dents (I was a tall skinny kid), but I somehow never hurt myself seriously, but how dumb is that?
 
When about 6 years of age the kid next door and I got into some "grape juice" in the refrigerator on a hot summer day and have a couple of glasses. Things got real funny and then I had to take a nap. Later I found out that was my father's first attempt at home made wine.

That may explain a lot.
 
I sure can't say that.....

Weird thing is I've had NOX from whipped cream cans, and have even had it administered in the dentist's chair.
Never could tell that it did anything to or for me.
Now marahootchie, that's a completely different story, that always had the desired effect... (back in the days of my youth)

The NO2 was the goofiest any substance has ever made me. I didn't care if they pulled ALL of my teeth out.:confused:
 
At a family event someone squirted some whipped cream onto some ice cream.

It reminded me of something me and a coworker would do sometimes.

What did you do in your youth that was harmless but stupid?

So,
In my youth I worked at a local ice cream store. One evening I was working with an equally immature young man and we discovered whipped cream was powered with nitrous oxide, laughing gas. Now this might not have been real safe but what did we know? Better than getting drunk or stoned.
The next time we worked together we sold as much whipped cream as we could but we saved all the empty cans. After closing and clean up we inhaled the gas and our voices got real low, Darth Vader low.
Since the dentist uses this stuff we found we didn't feel any pain. Therefore, we went into the back room and proceeded to beat the living tar out of each other, and laughed the whole time doing it!!
Not fist punching but hard core wrestling, throwing each other against the steel freezer door and then running full speed into him.
After we got bored of that we would get ready to go, take one more hit, lock the door and run down to the 7-11.
Then we would fire up the pinball machine and the big silver ball looked as if it were going 900 MPH.
May not have been real safe but we figured it was safer than drinking or smoking dope,

I certainly would not do it or recommend it now.
Those were the DAZE.

Nothing outdoes a few things my friends and I did. Try these on for size.

1) Mumbly Peg barefooted-throwing steak knives at feet and between toes. Luckily, I never got hit!!.
2) BB Gun fights using our dads pickup truck as a fort.
3) Holding Black Cat firecrackers using the tips of our fingers to hold them while they popped. Also, Bottlerocket wars using the plastic tubs that held our dads golf clubs in. Thankfully they were black so he couldnt notice any burnt marks. :eek :rolleyes:
4) Lighting gas cans on fire and rolling them around in the yard or back alley.
5) Jumping 3 lane streets in a pickup truck while sitting in the back of the truck. Two of us almost got tossed out. I almost ((((((( my pants on that one. Henry was one crazy __________!! There were probably others, just cant think of them off hand??
 
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Launching target tipped arrows straight up.
Last one to jump out of the way wins.
We were 7 or 8.

We did that too. Oh and, I remember another one. In my area, it was humid enough to grow Banana Trees and also Bamboo. Here Yellow-jackets and other Wasps love building nests in them. We used to use BB Guns and shoot into the nests to tick them off and make them make a run towards us. Normally they only chased us about 30-50 feet.

We also found a Tarantula Colony by accident. Saw one go into a hole next to a Mesquite tree, decided to dig for it to toy with. :DThe dirt collapsed and out came spewing hundreds of tarantulas. :eek: We freaked and ran to the other side of the park till they settled down-which took a few hours.
 
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I had a friend who tried to bulldog a running mule deer from the back of a flatbed pickup up. I will admit to being the driver but I could never get close enough so I blame the lack of a hazer. The fence was not enough deterrent to running straight.
 
We did that also at about the same age.
First time was "that was cool".
Second time was "I don't wanna do that no more. It might hurt and we would get in trouble".

Stupidly, we kept doing it till our dad discovered what we were doing. Needless to say, we couldn't sit sown without hurting in a certain area for a few hours. :o To this day, I still hate Hickory switches.:(
 
THE OLD TECHNICOLOR MOTOR HOME HUH?

In the 80's, I was on a few tour buses that kept Amyl Nitrate 'poppers' around for hangovers.

Just sayin'.

EVEN THOUGH the statute of limitations has LONG run out, I still won't talk about many of the dumb/illegal things we did. It's a miracle we are here to NOT talk about them.
Poking bee hives with sticks wasn't too bright, but it was legal. ;)
 
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Our little gang had great instincts for self preservation and always had each other's backs. Our fathers raised us right and while we did not fear them, we knew what the consequences would be if we did not contain our destructive natures.
Mistakes were made, hell was paid and we managed to keep fire and explosions limited to what we could clean up in a pinch. Large holes were dug in undeveloped areas, tunneled in and shored up then covered with the vegetation replanted. Platforms were lashed together high in the pines and seasonal shelters built. Jon boats were hauled via bikes and a red wagon to the coast and .22's were carried to the rock pits in the western reaches.
All this happened with 5 or 6 of us between 8 and 13.
We were young and dumb but we earned the trust of our parents by not screwing up irreversibly.
We knew they had our backs and never wished to violate that trust.
 
I grew up in an apartment complex in the '50s and we decided to see who could make the biggest dent in building drain pipes w/a bare fist. Bigger guys made bigger dents (I was a tall skinny kid), but I somehow never hurt myself seriously, but how dumb is that?

About a week before my son's 18th birthday, he tried to show his imbecile girlfriend how hard he could punch a telephone pole. I got called to the hospital. I forget how many bones he broke. I told him that in a week, he would be 18, and after that he could punch all the telephone poles he wanted, but I didn't have to pay for the medical bills. They would be all his responsibility.
 
Whipped cream... oh, yeah, I remember.

Spray several cans of the stuff into a paper grocery bag -- until it's about two-thirds full. Pinch the open end of the bag closed. Slip the open end of the bag under your friend's dorm room door. Drop a Sears catalog on the bag.

Instant snow storm.

We used canned shaving cream which worked just as good!
 
During college, I had an apartment with three other guys (all of us were engineering students) and we lived on the 6th floor (top floor). Our window overlooked the rear of the building and parking lot for the building. Just under our window was the driveway into the parking lot so no cars were ever parked under our window. I graduate college in 1966 so this occurred more than 50 years.

Wooden "strike anywhere" matches were the big thing. The four of us would drop the matches from our window to see whose match would light on impact. Getting them strike nose first was a problem which I solved by cutting a small "X" into the wooden end of the match stick and putting small paper fins on the rear. Every match I dropped would light. Soon single matches soon became boring. Several matches were bundled together with fins were soon falling. Next step was to add a single lady-finger firecracker to the match bundle. As before, these soon became boring and we decided to move up a step. The next device consisted of a plastic soda straw with two IBM computer punch cards as fins with several matches stuck in the end of the straw, opposite of the card fins and three or four lady-finger fire crackers. We launched several of our latest versions on a Sunday night which were all successful.

On the following Monday morning I was returning from classes and the building manager was standing in the lobby of the building and was talking to two police officers and she was holding two of our straw/computer card devices and complaining about how just hated "G** D** engineers". I went back to the apartment and we decided to abandon further models we were planning which involved cherry bombs.
 
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