- Apr 22, 2009
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- Port Angeles, WA
We had a huge stump in the back with carpenter ants. The model planes we used to melt as we ran around the yard with this flaming plastic plane. We were in our glory. I never forgot the sound of the burning plastic dripping to the ground, Vrip, Vrip,Vrip. I burned my hand with a drop and I still have the scar over 45 years later.
That is a cool sound!
I never burned up my army men--would deploy them tactically, then launch dirt clod artillery barrages instead. However, I did firebomb ant nests. I not sure, but I think I am relieved to know that I was not the only sick kid out there, though I ponder what that says about humanity.