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Check out this STORY about a South Florida NUtcase who also works for the Palm Beach Post.

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Think about how your car works. The air/gas mixture has to be correct. Too much air, no compustion. Not enough air, same problem. In addition to provide maximum force it has to be compressed.

Obviously not a mechanic. (I'm not either, but I'm closer to being a mechanic than Rosie O'Donnell is to being an engineer.) Gasoline does not explode in the cylinder; it burns and causes the air to expand. Too much air and it will explode, sending four to twelve nasty projectiles out of your hood or through your firewall at deadly speeds.

But I suspect KOmmies think "blowing a rod" means something entirely different.

But propane tanks don't explode circumferentially ... which is what would be required to propel nails wrapped around them like shrapnel.

So you wouldn't mind standing next to a propane tank wrapped with nails that was sitting on a fire. Well, of course not, because we all know that fire can't melt steel so the fire will never get to the propane anyway, and even if it did, there wouldn't be enough oxygen to cause it to 'splode.

This bit does remind me of something from my childhood. Grew up in Byesville, Ohio and when I was a little kid, I knew this good ole boy down in Derwent that needed to get rid of a stump in his field. Now, most farmers would just dynamite it out of there, but this fella was more creative. He went and bought a propane blow torch, lit it, put it on the stump, and we got about 100 yards away. He then commenced to target practice with that blow torch and his .22. I think he hit it on his third round and what a show.

We had a pretty good cookout with that stump that night.

Johnson's diary was held up for ridicule on Little Green Shitballs. We don't need that.

What a spineless KOmmie this guy must be. Since when do the KOSsaks care what happens on LGF?

Gotta admit I like the mock name. It puts me in mind of Happy Gilmore when Shooter says "I eat pieces of $hit like you for breakfast."