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Caution: Not to be worn in airports.
These shoes are styled like tap and flamenco shoes with heels and soles thick enough to house several rolls of caps. Whether used for dancing, making a statement, or just some spoiled little foot stomping, these shoes will let off a bang and a puff of smoke to
let others know that you mean business.
Within the heel there is a cylinder loaded with rolls of caps. By scraping the shoe on the ground first, the cylinder rotates a new cap into place. By stomping one’s foot the shock causes the cap to explode harmlessly, producing the noise and smoke. A quick shuffle and new caps rotate so one can continue for quite a while. The heel pops open and replacement cartridges fit in quickly so as not to interrupt your stormy display.
BANG!
http://www.bullybee...-and-fart-bombs.htm
[2 fries shy of a happy meal, Feb 20 2007]
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This seems like a good time to take up traditional irish stepdancing... |
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Riverdance will never be the same again. Croissant! |
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I remember seeing a pair of balls coated with some kind of cappy substance - every time you hit them together, you'd get a small explosion and a whiff of sweet-smelling smoke. I'd like to see an entire stage coated with the stuff, and the entire dance-troop's shoes similarly treated. Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers would never be the same again! |
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This idea could fit together nicely with those shoes with a wheel in either heel. |
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Yes, I did mean that they were in both heels. Thanks for your help [fridge duck]. |
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Airport security is going to love these. |
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I was going to think up a footwear/pyrotechnic pun, but at some point you've just got to put your foot down. |
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// every time you hit them together, you'd get a small explosion and a whiff of sweet-smelling smoke.// |
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There was a young man from Madras
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Who had two big balls made of brass.
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When he struck them together
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They played Stormy Weather
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And lightning shot out of his ass. |
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[nomo] If you don't mind, I won't be using that poem in my advertising campaign. |
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I don't know, [xandram], it's pretty catchy. |
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[2fries], you've got to toe the line. |
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Oh for goodness sake. Puns. |
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[+] because my daughter would love
these. |
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Incidentally, the exploding ball things
are excellent and, so far, don't seem to
wear out (though they must eventually).
They need quite a sharp blow to make a
bang (ie, against eachother, or onto
concrete), but the result is very
satisfying. They seem to be made of
some kind of cement-like substance
with some impact-sensitive explosive
mixed in - perhaps the explosive is the
same as that used in those little throw-
downs? Anyone know? |
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I love puns!
Does anyone have a link for the exploding balls? All I could find was exploding golf balls. |
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I'm afraid I threw away the packaging, but
they were Chinese (as if that would help!).
If I find anything I'll let you know. |
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[linkage] Ninth one down. |
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You are really on the ball. |
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"Oops, pardon me, I'll move over" she said. |
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She's so light on her feet. |
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Really, it is just a snap. |
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