Reading these stories reminds me of years ago when I first moved into the house where I currently live. I had bought the second house for sale in the sub-division and the builder was having problems with thieves breaking into the houses under construction and steeling appliances and what ever they could get their hands on. The day before I moved in, someone had gone in my new house and stole all the internal doors and all the shelves out of the closets and pantry. So on moving day I was a little agitated to say the least. We got all moved in and the last chore of the day was to install the brand new refrigerator and hook up the icemaker. Quite a treat for us because we had never had a refrigerator with an icemaker before. After a hard day of moving the whole family went up stairs to bed. About 1:00 in the morning I wake up thinking that I hear noises coming from down stairs. I get up and check that the wife is still in bed asleep and I check the kid’s room and they both are in their beds sleeping. Sooo, I am thinking to myself, whoever that is downstairs stumbling around is going to be in for a big surprise as I slip a load of 00 buck in the old 12 gauge. Dressed only in my drawers I creep down stairs to confront the intruders. I get as far as the family room and stop to listen for telltale noises to give me some clues as to where they might be. I hadn’t turned on any lights partly because I didn’t want to spoil the element of surprise plus the whole rear of the house is dimly lit from a full moon shinning through the windows without drapes. While I am standing there straining to catch every sound there came a crash bang rumble out of the kitchen. Every hair on my body stood straight up and I was tingling all over from the massive load of adrenalin that had just hit my system. I quickly make it to the dinning room and step into the kitchen with the shotgun held ready at the waist. I am fully expecting to see an intruder. I stand there for a second straining to catch a sound or movement when there was this click and swoosh sound right beside me. I turned and lit off the old 12 gauge. I turned on the lights and learned that I had just killed my brand new refrigerator. Like I said before I never had a refrigerator with an icemaker before. Apparently the noise I heard when I first came down stairs was the icemaker dumping a load of ice into the empty ice bucket. When the valve came on to refill the ice trays that was the sound that spelled the demise of my new appliance. Thirty-five years later my wife and kids tell that story at every opportunity about how daddy shot the new refrigerator.

Heheh, you put it on ice eh? Don the cryokiller.

Good one Don

got to get me one of those

I managed to get one... but not the helium! [] I wish we had walmart in holland..

for those who missed this one I am bringing it back to the front

Good Idea. It's a classic.

Lol! That was great! The whole thing was written very nicely too.

The fridge story made me laugh too

WOW that was brilliant lol i couldnt stop laughing

I was similarly accosted by a mylar Sesame Street's Ernie belonging to my 3 year old daughter early one morning. Opened my eyes and was looking Ernie's strangly sinister grin. Ernie is one scary dude at four in the morning.

reminds me of a helium baloon we had years ago. It had started to deflate, and was neutrally bouyant, or however you spell it. Every time somone walked past it, it would follow them around the house. It allways followed my dad most though. You wanna try coming out of the loo and there is this round yellow baloon floating there with a massive smiley face on it, just at head height.

ROFL!!!! thats hilarious.

Very well written...

Very well written...

And twice even.

Holy S@#t!!! Thats the best laugh I've had in 6 months. I have one of these blimps too, but mine is kept in my workshop which is in a seperate area of the house. It did however decide to take issue with my driving one time when it was in the back of my full size van. After detaching itself from its tether, its came up front to have a little chat with the back of my head. I pushed it away, but it came back again and again. this thing was either annoyed with me or couldn't stand to be parted from me, because it didn't even try to occupy the passenger seat which was empty at the time.

that is too much
thanks

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GOOD ONE!![:@] I am grounded for a month now, i stuck a holoween mask on my blimp and let it free in my parents room at 3 in the morning (you can guess wat happend)

Lying is an ugly habbit, so its time to go Dr. Genius on you. [8D]

A blimp that can support the weight of a regular mask, must have been utterly massive.

Lets say a mask is around 20 grams (and this is a light mask, folks! Made of paper or something.). 1 litre of helium lifts a mere 0.1787grams, so that blimp must have been well over 125 litres of helium to support just the mask. Taking into account its own envelope weight and perhaps even a control gondola, that adds atleast another 125 litres of helium to lift off. 250 litres of helium can fill 166.6 cokebottles, just to give you an idea how massive that thing must have been to lift itself plus a mask.

I dont believe you shoved a blimp that size into your parents bedroom.

So there.

Oh man, that is some of the funniest stuff I've read in a real long time. The blimp story, the mylar ballon attacking the cieling fans, the fridge on ice... I haven't laughed that hard in ages. Thanks man, this stuff rocks!

I pissed my pants when I read the threw clock at it part and attacked it.

This is a rc clasic that needs bumped back to the top of the list so others can enjoy. I have read this a hundred times and it always brings tears of laughter.
Later Jim

I laughed so hard when I read this, thanks !

That story was hilarious!