Maggie's Farm

ha. ha. Skook.. sorry... not that funny... just unexpected. Did you all tape bullfrogs to a board, tilt the board up slightly and roll BB's down and have the frog snap 'em up? They automatically open their mouths and eat the BB. A big frog can take a load. Then you untape them and they can't hop. My brother learned that at Boy Scout camp. Bullfrog Boarding.

I was fishing in SC and stepped into a fire ant nest. They went wild. So did I. Hurt so bad, I cried for two days as the blisters festered.
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We made a powerful weapon once. No doubt, lowest bidders ever, too. My father was a professor at the Army Command and General Staff College at Ft. Leavenworth. So many foreign dignitaries in and out that the army made the fort impenetrable and disguised as a farm by putting herds of cows in many of the thousands of surrounding acres. Like Ft. Bragg where they train special ops. From a spy plane, the forts just look like farms with lots of out houses and such. We had a beer can launcher that was made out of tough metal. You stuck the pole in the ground, the beer can over a perfectly sized cylinder with a little hole in it for a tiny firecracker. It would shoot the beer can a thousand feet into the air. No kidding. As we were always going on hikes and baloney sandwich picnics to the outlying fields, we decided to spice up the day by taking our special launcher along. We tired of staring up into the sun watching our can-missiles fly off and stopped to eat our bagged sandwiches. That lead to throw pieces of baloney and trying to make them stick to the barbed wire on the nearby fence that held a large herd of cows from coming for our Twinkies once we got to dessert. Much laughing ensued from the baloney hanging from the fence, and a few curious cows wandered over to see what cool thing was hanging on their fence. We decided something on the spot that was very cool. Let's use the beer can launcher in the horizontal position and can-smack a cow. We loaded up amidst lots of laughing, lighted the fuse and aimed at one cow that had turned to walk back to the gang. It's hard to tell the rest because it happened so fast and so deadly and we were suddenly running faster than we'd ever run in our lives, but that can shot off and whapped that homeward-bound cow in the fanny so hard, she let out some eerie sound and bucked so hard and ran even faster in the other direction than we were that it set all the cows to stampeding. They were all running in circles and making noises we didn't know cows could make and so were we. ........... I think I just relived it. My heart is pounding.
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