I was not allowed to have a BB gun when I was a kid. This might be because my best friend did have a BB gun, and by the time I was six, I'd already proven myself to be incompetent. I took a pot shot at a squirrel sitting on a patio and ended up shattering a sliding glass door. After that, there was no way my mother would let me play with guns. Look at me now. When you try to keep your kids from playing with guns, they end up going to the dark side. But this is...