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To: Gay State Conservative
BB guns are certainly something you'd want to keep away from kids.But it seems that the school basically requested a SWAT team and the police sent one.Good God...it's a good thing that it wasn't a lunchbox filled with trans fats that was found.

When we were kids, my older brother thought it was fun to surprise me and my friends while we were playing basketball, and shoot us in the ass with a BB gun. Just a light sting if one was wearing jeans, but more painful if it got uncovered skin.

He'd be looking at 5-10 years now in our present PC police state!

18 posted on 02/27/2013 10:33:38 AM PST by PGR88
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To: PGR88

Good grief, my friends and I would have been in prison a long time ago... and at a very young age!

We used to have BB gun wars in the canyons around our town: we would divide up into teams, arm up suitably with our BB guns (fully loaded, and with extra “rounds” in our pockets), and construct “forts”; and then we would protect our fort and attack the opposition fort. The winner was declared when one side gave up (due to pain inflicted, lack of ammunition, or capture of all the opposition’s soldiers).

The best weapons were the single stroke/pump long guns: fastest to shoot. If someone had a multiple pump pellet gun, he could only use 2-3 pumps and only BBs, not pellets. (Didn’t have to worry about CO2 guns, as they were rare and expensive back then.)

The little BB-sized bruises you got on exposed flesh didn’t last too long... and luckily the Moms never saw them (or least never let you know she did)... Very rarely drew blood, and no one ever had their eye put out...


40 posted on 02/27/2013 10:49:00 AM PST by LaRueLaDue
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