The more I read about the 20s-50s, the more I'm convinced Looney Toons wasn't exaggerating that much.
The more I read about the 20s-50s, the more I'm convinced Looney Toons wasn't exaggerating that much.
It wasn’t gasoline—but moonshine—that fueled the growth of stock car racing in Appalachia and led to the rise of NASCAR.
To further elude revenue agents and the police, bootleggers tricked out their cars with features that seem to be straight out of a spy movie or a Looney Tunes cartoon—devices that with a press of the button could release smoke screens, oil slicks and even bucket loads of tacks to puncture the tires of their pursuers.
Motherfuckers were just dropping anvils on each other and places big crates labeled "TNT" to blow shit up back then
if you didn't paint TNT in big letters on the crates back then the child laborers would smoke next to them and explode
See, I genuinely don't know whether you're joking or not.
Exploding cigars is one of my favorites since the feds actually tried that on Castro.
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smoke screens, oil slicks and even bucket loads of tacks to puncture the tires of their pursuers.
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Many of the jokes such as phrases like "What's up Doc?" were pop culture references.
Everyone was on drugs back then
Even baby food was loaded up with opium to keep the baby quiet
RETVRN
Well the revenue man wanted grand daddy bad
Headed up the holler with everything he had
Before my time but I've been told
He never came back from copperhead road