Way back when, it seems like a million years ago, we used to go across the border into Mexico, to the construction sites to buy 1/4 and 1/2 sticks of Dynamite. Not the pussy-ass fake crap that the "edgy" kids made from The Anarchist Cookbooks, REAL stuff. The stuff they used to shatter boulders and blow up the sides of hills during highway construction. The hard part was getting the blasting caps... shooting them did not set off the explosion for example. I took a 1/4 stick to school to show some of the people who wanted to know what Dynamite looked like as they had never seen it before.

So, let's recap what the world used to be like. Four white kids in a beat up old ass car, with enough dynamite hidden in the trunk to take down a building are crossing the US border. We were asked if we were drinking or carrying drugs and then sent on our way. As the drinking age in Mexico was 18, two of our friends would get a beer or two so we could tell the border patrol that we went down to drink and took turns driving. We were never searched, never questioned; I think that once I had to pull out a driver's license but that was all. I then took a stick of Dynamite to school. Think you can do that now?

Knew another kid that made a 9mm single-shot derringer in shop class. I think he called it a "sculpture."

That is actually kinda amazing. If he did not redneck himself I bet he is one of the guys playing with 3D printers.