Two nights ago my friends and I were walking outside of our apartment building when we heard a huge "BOOM!!!" and saw a large amount of smoke billowing from between two buildings across the street. Everyone froze, and then (intelligently) ran to the place where it had happened. Using the light from our cell phones, we ascertained that nothing had caught fire. No damage had been done at all, it seemed, and the only thing we could find was the remains of a plastic bottle.
About a half hour earlier my friend and I had seen 4 guys driving around the parking lot. They were older and didn't look like they went to BYU, if you know what I mean. One of them was wearing a trenchcoat. My friend said that she had seen those guys hanging out in between the buildings before the explosion occurred. When the police came, she and I were called to testify.
Apparently the explosion was a dry ice bomb. It was pretty scary. No one was hurt, but it's freaky that someone would do that. Last month someone lit a bush on fire. Gee whiz, I'm glad I know karate.
3 comments:
You know karate?
Crazy UVSC kids...
If by karate you mean you are skilled in the ancient art of origami, then let's start a skilled club.
I think I am going to do paper cranes with my students to prove the fiendish skill.
Now, if only paper cranes chased away those shady trench coat characters....
Dry ice bombs, ah, the memories...
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