“When I was young, my no-mind brother pumped up a bb rifle, put it to my side, and pulled the trigger. I still have the mark 51 years later.
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How the hell we survive back then without the nanny state and its regulating thu forced social change is beyond me! ,/sarc off>
I was fat enough that the bb didn’t penetrate far. My brother survived because my dad only had his belt at the time. Dad was a firm believer in gun safety, and (if you will excuse the pun) he drove that point home that day...