[NewRomeTacitus]

“The "Lawn Dart" was a great toy for the whole family. Jarts!”
Was seeing how high I could throw one. Little sister had to run by and “THUNK”. “Whaaah!” Stuck straight up out of her head, slightly to the right (thank God it didn’t hit where the plates join). Great fun not being able to sit down for a week.
“What? No toad interrogations?”

It was only one, I swear he didn’t feel a thing going off in a cloud of pink and green at 100 feet. I didn’t know he was related to James Carville.

Other tidbits: Little gray plastic submarine propelled by a mystery tablet.
Barbie got a Corvette and her owners all over America got over with boys for the first time in their lives because of it.
SST cars powered by a “Rip Cord”. (I had the Black Widow).
Clothespin + baseball card + bike spokes = Lots of noise.
Crystal radio sets.
The Visible Man & Woman (Update! Visible Democrat: no guts and you can see right through it.)
Plastic model kits from Aurora (scalpels, flammable fluids, tiny parts, risk of hallucinations: these babies covered a lot of ground).

Happy Holidays!

[NewRomeTacitus]

No, no. It was a regulation-size dart. A Jart would have surely killed her. Whew. Memories already fuzzing up at 41, not good.
We played Jarts for years without incident. Good game.

[wardaddy]

lol....poor little toads....I will burn in toad hell one day for my (our) crimes!

Regards.