Bombs Away!
Volunteering with the BTCV is a great way to spend a weekend, and generally meet fellow deviants it also provides a great opportunity to get pissed and mess about with sharp tools. (Bit like a B3ta Bash?)

I was participating some years ago in such a BTCV task, the work was the pulling up and removal of Ragwort, a nasty thankless backbreaking task which can rapidly destroy a fellow’s moral and sense of humour. The site on which we were working was split by a canal; as such one group was working on one side and vica versa. Soon the monotony of the work too its toll and a brisk game of 'fling the cowpat' was initiated. Simply slide your shovel under the cowpat, pick your target and let fly.

I should point out that this is a highly skilled game requiring the knowledge of which cowpats are crusty enough to hold their shape during flight but soft enough in the middle to provide a suitably comical splat upon impact.

It wasn’t long before cowpats were being hastily flung back and forth over the canal which provided the natural split between the two 'teams.' The comedy from the misfortune of others came when one volunteers flung cowpat went a little astray and collided which a middle aged gentleman standing atop a narrow boat which happened to be chugging down the canal at that moment, perhaps inevitably the force of this shitty missile was also enough to dump him off the boat and into the canal.

I couldn’t stop laughing for days.

Length? About 12ft from launch to collision
(Psymon_Spark Jesus Saves! The rest of you take 4d6 damage, Thu 17 Dec 2009, 17:08, 2 replies)

I was a btcv volunteer in the north west
and we used to do something similar when we were clearing Himalayan balsam from river banks.
(Bo Nidle Coming back in from the cold., Thu 17 Dec 2009, 21:18, closed)

Good to see
It wasnt just us down south then!
(Psymon_Spark Jesus Saves! The rest of you take 4d6 damage, Thu 17 Dec 2009, 23:42, closed)