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Originally Posted by Rapewta
I was probably around fourteen. Had a paper route so I had some money. Me and another friend bought these rifles. We'd put on two pairs of pants, a coat and Steve Canyon helmets with the face shield and have BB guns wars, shooting each other. Crazy how we managed to not get injured.
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I thought the kids in my neighborhood were the only ones stupid enough to do that. It all came to an end when one of my buddies got one lodged in his earlobe (talk about one in a million) and went screaming home to his mom (we dealt with that little panzie later). The rest of us, of course, scattered like cockroaches. Unfortunately, the neighborhood mom "phone tree" was faster than us kids, and each and every one of us were confronted at home. We all had good stories, until our moms all noticed we were wearing three sweatshirts and two pairs of Levi's. In the middle of summer... The jig was up...