• theangryseal@lemmy.world
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    6 days ago

    As a child I loaded an air rifle with pixie stix and shot my shirtless friend in the chest with it.

    In my mind, it was going to be like some three stooges cloud of flour that would turn his face pink kind of like this. (Best I could find)

    What happened instead was his entire chest was pouring blood and filled with burning pixie stix powder. I’m so glad I didn’t shoot him in the face. See, I was aiming for my brother who was the same height as me at the time and my buddy happened to be the one who came through the door.

    He was a damn good friend too. The adults weren’t brought in on the matter. We cleaned the wounds with peroxide and waited years to tell anyone haha.

    God I miss being a kid. I miss my old friends.

    • Benjaben@lemmy.world
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      6 days ago

      We would’ve gotten along famously lol. We used to treat cartoons like instruction manuals for fun and cool shit, none of it worked like on TV of course, but still lots of (often painful) fun to be had.

      Bedsheets do not in fact make an adequate parachute for a second story jump, btw.

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      5 days ago

      We just used pellets or bbs and wore Canadian tuxedos. No head shots allowed. Airsoft and paintball didn’t exist. But air rifles did.

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        5 days ago

        Bb gun fights were the best. Topped only by Roman candle fights, and we had some epic, like 10v10 ones spanning entire parks.