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I saw this and was transported back in time to the happiness of my youth
IronDioPriest:
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--- Quote from: John Florida on April 22, 2018, 07:46:03 PM --- The days when you played cowboys and Indians or God forbid WAR!
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The arrows worked better if you took the suction cups off and put them in the pencil sharpener.
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::hysterical::
IronDioPriest:
We used to have BB gun fights. We were smart enough to wear goggles, unless there were more guys than goggles, then we'd just wear sunglasses.
Libertas:
We played mostly GI's vs whoever...commies, nazis, japs,...
Would have ground forts, tree forts. Some guys had snazzy store-bough wrist-rockets...everybody else made their own. Come war-fighting time we had a rule of no-rocks, only dirt clods. OK, sometimes they had little rocks in 'em...and we would make artillery-launchers using old bicycle tire inner-tubes. We got pretty wild. Of course somebody would take too hard a hit and a truce would be called. Don't recall any serious or approaching serious injuries...guys would use whatever sports or hand-fashioned armor to protect themselves. Polish-cannon's fashioned from old soup cans and shooting flaming tennis balls was fun (as long as the fuzz lasted, 2-3 shots, then it was like a crusty meteor)...till some kid took one in the eye-socket...eye was OK, worst shiner I ever saw though!
AlanS:
--- Quote from: Libertas on April 23, 2018, 01:26:15 PM --- Come war-fighting time we had a rule of no-rocks, only dirt clods.
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Some of those had the consistency of rocks. I remember that well. Got hit with a few.
Syzygy:
Almost all my early Christmases were gun themed, mostly of the wild west variety .
The earliest I remember me and older bro got Wyatt Earp outfits, gun not included.
Next year, it was a Paladin guns and holster set (two pistols, although Boone only wore one in the series). Sweet. Real leather holsters and even came with the "Have Gun--Will Travel" calling cards.
One year, bro got a half size replica of the "Mare's Leg" Steve McQueen carried in the Wanted: Dead or Alive series.
Another year, he got a chrome Colt .45 replica w/imitation ivory grips that looked so real, a cop would probably shoot the kid playing with it today. And I got a huge book: Great American Guns. It told of notable firearms through history, starting with the Kentucky/Pennsylvania long rifle, and accompanied by a true short story for each. That thing was awesome. Me and bro wore the damn thing out reading it...over and over and....
One year, I got a Bat Masterson outfit, complete with cane, derby, and that little .38 (I think it was) he carried.
The real beaut was a full sized replica of an M-1. Mostly plastic but still realistic looking. Parents did a real disservice in getting only one. Anytime a war would break out (almost daily in the summer), always a fuss twixt me and bro over who gets to use the M-1.
The gun of my dreams I never got: The Rifleman's rifle. I idolized Chuck Conners. I did get a Rifleman sweatshirt though. Proudly wore it on my first ever school day.
And I had a younger cousin who did have one, fortunately. He was kind enough to loan me his, loaded up with a fresh roll of caps, so I could go out on his family's carport, and re-enact the opening of The Rifleman...over and over and over again, until I ran out of ammo (exhausted the roll of caps). Sweet.
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