Say you had a whale, a beached whale. Say this whale is dead. Say that it is 1970 and for some odd reason the highway repair comission is in charge of getting rid of it. What to do? What to do? A crane? A tugboat? A half ton of dynamite? If you guessed the dynamite then you guessed correctly.
I recently saw the footage of this bizarre classic urban legend. Apparently they thought that the whale would be virtually obliterated except for small pieces that seagulls and other scavengers could eat. What they got were 200 pound chunks of rotten whale meat falling on unsuspecting spectators who had brought picnic lunches to the explosion. Fortunately, a car was the only casualty of the blast, due to its being crushed from a large chunk. Unfortunately, about half of the whale was left on the beach and he was already rotting before he got done blowed up and pretty much spread the smell around the beach.
Odd, but true.
www.TheExplodingWhale.com
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Wow, that is so incredibly disgusting. I am curious as to where you found this interesting bit of history?
Thanks for the reminder - I posted!!
A question for you... where did Carrie go? Her blog is so lonely with no posts...
Earth to Carrie....
Where are you? Are you going to come out and interview in Bellevue?
Post soon!!!
Miss Carrie, you take far too long to update. Almost two months! For shame!
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