Lessons learned young.

A car burns gas but it runs on oil.

Don't ask how I know.

Be sure your children know this.

With the handle Britbike, you should also know that with older British vehicles the absence of oil under the car in the morning means you should add a couple of quarts before starting up.:D
 
Don't stick a hairpin in the electric outlet. At any rate, you will only do it once. Ask me how I know.
LOL. This image has been around for a number of years

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If electric burners are red, they are IN FACT HOT, you don't have to put your hand on them to find out. I don't care if the knob is turned to OFF.
 
"Bullets ricochet when they hit things."

I learned this around age 15 when I found my grandfather's Iver Johnson "Hammer the Hammer" 5-shot .38 S&W in an old chest. I think he had been a guard at an explosives storage depot after WWI. No ammo, but a school friend whose dad had a bunch of guns gave me a .38 case and a live .32 ACP round. Bring of an inventive turn of mind, one day when my parents were out I cut the base of the .38 case off and slid the .32 in, loaded it in the revolver and pointed it at a big block of fir and pulled the trigger :eek:

I don't remember the "BANG!" but I can still see the dent in the wood where it hit sideways, and remember finding the flattened bullet in the corridor in the basement.

The revolver was unregistered (as this is Canada) and eventually I think my parents surreptitiously tossed it off the boat into the Straight of Juan de Fuca.
 
Don't bring a small rattlesnake home in a jar......Daddy's correction made sure I'd never do that again.

Are we related? My blushing new bride had lived in Colorado her whole life. My first married job was in the deserts of Arizona. Her having never seen a rattlesnake, I felt it was my obligation as a good husband to let her see one. Caught a live sidewinder and brought it home and put it in the refrigerator and forgot to tell her. My bad. I now know she doesn't always appreciate my gifts.
 
With the handle Britbike, you should also know that with older British vehicles the absence of oil under the car in the morning means you should add a couple of quarts before starting up.:D

What a true statement; something I learned with a Triumph car and a Triumph motorcycle. If they don't leak oil, there is none!
 
What a true statement; something I learned with a Triumph car and a Triumph motorcycle. If they don't leak oil, there is none!

Buddy back in England made his Triumph 500 oil tight and it wouldn't run right...at least until it started leaking again.:p
 
I like that Rudi...

Punch the bully in the nose as hard as you can. He'll never bother you again.


My Dad told me if you are bothered by a bully...take a short section of 2 X 4 and smack him as hard as you can under his knee into his shin...he WILL go right down...Dad further told me he had to do this in Sandusky, Ohio when he was growing up in the 1940's because the punks were waiting for him every day after school and he learned this from his Father...He said after he did this one time they never waited for him and bothered him again...
 
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Do not come home from a gig at 0300, slip into bed and whisper into your sleeping wife's ear "what time does your husband get home".
Slap her on the rump and announce "You're up big girl!" or "Daddy's home!!" She'll pretend to be sound asleep so you can get a good nights rest before the morning chewing out.
 
Had a little minibike when I was about 5 or 6, it actually started a lifetime of motorcycles. Anyway, had my own little gas can and everything, maybe a gallon, not a lot. Knew that the stuff was flammable but really cool when I put a little bit in an old coffee can and threw a match in, could see the flames flare for a second or so...neato! Wonder what that REALLY looks like, yep put a little in, hold face over the top to get a good view, now drop the match in. I remember seeing it clearly right before the eyelashes, eyebrows, and a bunch of hair left! :D

I got smarter with time though, noticed that if I bent to two inner tangs of a fork back the outer two lined right up perfectly with the wall socket... :D

To life lessons learned in just about the same timeframe..

Yeah, I was that kid...:(
 
NavyFather taught me how to box and thought I needed another lesson...said if the other fellow was bigger and wanted tell you how bad he was gonna hurt you...do the right kick. when he goes down keep heeling and toeing till he's had nuff or quits moving. It usually works. What is it about Navy guys and Marines??
 
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