Well does he have control.... or not?
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Gun Control... or not?
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Jim15
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Thanks for morning laugh.
edicehouse
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I thought a BB was going to go through that TV.
stonepecker
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While it is a great funny........THAT IS how people get hurt.
It's Life....full of risks of getting "hurt" but also full of fun and laughter. Personally I would have used a rolled up newspaper. That wouldn't have been nearly as funny but a lot more effective, which you'll know if you've ever tried to hit a moving target that small with a bb gun.
monark88
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OK, OK where's PETA!?
Russ(just kiddin')
Russ(just kiddin')
TellicoTurning
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I think Dad was funnier than the shooting, but you're right about getting hurt... I'm sporting a chipped tooth to this day from when I was 10 or 11 and shooting the bottom of glass jugs to "make diamonds" where the BB would chip out a little round of glass... one BB bounced back and hit me in the mouth and chipped a tooth.
seamus7227
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more challenging would have been to use a blow dart gun! LOL
Sometimes we just do things where we want to get hurt...here are a couple of mine.
Diving off a 17 foot tower into water 4 feet deep. Actually we did a "belly flop" but it looked like a dive until we hit the water.
Hopping freight trains for about a 3/4 mile ride from where we were fishing to town or visa-versa.
Using dynamite caps to "catch" fish - they were touched off by electric from touching the leads across a drycell battery - nearly lost a finger doing that, but didn't stop.
Attempting to be Tarzan and swing from tree to tree on a branch...many of us learned how hard the ground can be attempting that when the branch (or our grip) failed.
Climbing up 30 or 40 feet into a tree to cut pine boughs for Christmas decoration.
Swimming across 1/2 to 1 mile ponds with no means of rescue along.
We even had some catchers in baseball get right behind the plate with no mask or chest protector.
Playing tackle Red Rover or football with no protective equipment what-so-ever.
Boxing with 8 ounce boxing gloves with not even a mouth guard.
Jumping off swings at the top of the highest point in the swing -- at least two broken clavicals on that one.
We also did a lot of shooting, but we were pretty careful about that, raised around guns we knew about safe handling.
That's just things that most of the boys did - the daring ones made us feel like sissies with some of their antics like:
Walking a round bridge rail 15 feet above 2 feet of water.
Holding cherry bombs until the last possible second before they went off.
Setting off 22 cal. amunition with railroad fusees...never knew where that casing would fly.
Playing chicken with a freight engine bearing down on them at 30 or 40 miles an hour.
Standing up in the roller coaster.
Funny thing most of us survived and those that didn't were usually killed in auto accidents or had heart attacks at too young an age.
Diving off a 17 foot tower into water 4 feet deep. Actually we did a "belly flop" but it looked like a dive until we hit the water.
Hopping freight trains for about a 3/4 mile ride from where we were fishing to town or visa-versa.
Using dynamite caps to "catch" fish - they were touched off by electric from touching the leads across a drycell battery - nearly lost a finger doing that, but didn't stop.
Attempting to be Tarzan and swing from tree to tree on a branch...many of us learned how hard the ground can be attempting that when the branch (or our grip) failed.
Climbing up 30 or 40 feet into a tree to cut pine boughs for Christmas decoration.
Swimming across 1/2 to 1 mile ponds with no means of rescue along.
We even had some catchers in baseball get right behind the plate with no mask or chest protector.
Playing tackle Red Rover or football with no protective equipment what-so-ever.
Boxing with 8 ounce boxing gloves with not even a mouth guard.
Jumping off swings at the top of the highest point in the swing -- at least two broken clavicals on that one.
We also did a lot of shooting, but we were pretty careful about that, raised around guns we knew about safe handling.
That's just things that most of the boys did - the daring ones made us feel like sissies with some of their antics like:
Walking a round bridge rail 15 feet above 2 feet of water.
Holding cherry bombs until the last possible second before they went off.
Setting off 22 cal. amunition with railroad fusees...never knew where that casing would fly.
Playing chicken with a freight engine bearing down on them at 30 or 40 miles an hour.
Standing up in the roller coaster.
Funny thing most of us survived and those that didn't were usually killed in auto accidents or had heart attacks at too young an age.
monark88
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This one might just out do me in "things to do to get hurt with: There is no way I would have climbed this thing.
My G. daughter climb the wind turbine tower, 200' straight up, in the Umatilla area of eastern Oregon this past summer. She was doing an internship for her EE degree.
I believe that is the Blue Mts in background. Excuse the goofy safety helmet.
Russ
My G. daughter climb the wind turbine tower, 200' straight up, in the Umatilla area of eastern Oregon this past summer. She was doing an internship for her EE degree.
I believe that is the Blue Mts in background. Excuse the goofy safety helmet.
Russ
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Russianwolf
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Apparantly this mouse lives in a "Stand your Ground" State.
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PaulDoug
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Dale Allen
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He had plenty of opportunity to shoot but it looked like he didn't even get off a single shot.
Maybe he just didn't want to have to deal with a dead mouse to clean up. Looks like he instead needed to clean his shorts!
Maybe he just didn't want to have to deal with a dead mouse to clean up. Looks like he instead needed to clean his shorts!
sbwertz
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Used to hunt rabbits from the back of a running horse (bareback) with a little Steven's Crackshot single shot 22. The horse learned to chase the rabbits after a while so you didn't have to steer. Then the rabbit went down a hole, the horse stopped with his nose in the hole and I went about 15 feet over his head.