Hook it under a sparkplug wire. When the car started, it'd whistle, make white smoke, then BANG!

they were a favorite on the groom's car at weddings.

Can you even buy them now?

never heard of those. around here, people would tie a bunch of beer cans to the back bumper of the bride and grooms car outside the church and they would take off dragging them. also used to throw rice at them as they came out of church.

You could likely give a farmer a heart attack putting one on a combine.

They was sold at fire works stands around here 10 15 yrs ago.
Maybe even 20 ish or more
I remember them being sold around here though.

Havent been in a fireworks stand since the mid 2000,s

Summer of 06ish.

I used to put them on people cars as a kid.
I didn't think they created enough smoke, so I would daisy chain them to a smoke bomb for increased effect.

Thought you were referring to the "Youngstown Tune-Up"

https://gangsterreport.com/the-youngstown-tune-up-cleveland-pittsburgh-mob-war-i-murder-timeline/

Still got one laying around somewhere

The ‘lady finger’ repacked in Uncle Harold’s cig was hilarious.

Few hours and a few more beers, got his dumb ass again.

man was he a mad outfit.

lol



Said he was going to quit smoking dope with us.

My old Chief had 3 sticks of dynamite wired to his pickup. Not quite the same thing.
kwg

Irish Car Bomb

Pint of Guinness, drop a shot glass of 1/2 whiskey, 1/2 Irish Cream into it and slam.

Might need a carpet cleaner handy for rookies who blow gut after too many.


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We would poke a hole in a cigarette, stick a cherry bomb fuse in it, like the cigarette, lay it down, and vamoose the premises. Always created attention, especially if you put it in a garbage can, and closed the lid.

Yes Richard, I remember those, and also what we called kneeger chasers.

Different animal all together, but I have a story. My departed uncle and I ambled down the street one day to the fireworks stand on the edge of town back in the mid-60s. He bought a lot more stuff than I could. We went back to my grandad's Deere dealership, and sat on the window ledge lighting firecrackers and smoke bombs and stuff. He a few of what were politely called "Texas Twisters" in his grocery bag. We happened to be sitting right next to the entrance door of the shop, him sitting nearest to it. As we were enjoying ourselves, one of the customers who was quite the prankster watched us through the large windows. He got the idea to reach out the door into my uncles's bag of loot, and extracted a Texas Twister. How he did this unseen is beyond me, but he pulled it off...he set it down right beneath poor old Uncle Fred's feet and got the sumbitch lit.

The thing started whistling, and Fred was on his feet in about 10 milleseconds. He ran out into the middle of the busy highway in front of the shop and that damned thing anticipated every move he made, It stayed under him no matter which direction he went. The whole incident seemed to go on for at least 15 seconds, and it finally blew up right underneath him. I've never seen anyone stay airborne as long as Fred did...it looked like his feet never touched the ground. By this time, there were five or six guys rolling on the sidewalk, including the instigator. I don't think I've laughed so hard since.

It was a sight to behold, and if I had a video of it I'd be world famous.