Saturday, April 4, 2009
b.b. Kings.
Cowboys and Indians. Cops and Robbers. For many moons, boys have found excuses to shoot things. The newest thing is airsoft b.b. guns. They're like regular b.b. guns, but they look more realistic and they shoot plastic b.b.s instead of metal ones. The Lads have been in airsoft wars of late. No problems so far. Well... maybe a few. It's those durn b.b.s. They're everywhere. Swept and mopped the floors today, and those suckers were omnipresent. The Lads' interest in airsoft seems to be diminishing, but those stupid b.b.s are not.
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you'll shoot your eye out.
Mom never let us get a b.b. gun when we were growing up. She said we'd just get into trouble. Andy finally got one when he went off to College. Go ahead. Ask him what he did with it.
Ditto, Chase. Make that plural.
Oh, new pic. Drink up !
This is the second post in a row where you've used the word *omnipresent.*
What's up with that?
Omnipresent is everywhere. Maybe I'm in a word rut, Kate. Guesws I could've gone with "pervasion"...
I never heard of air soft bb type guns until 2 weeks ago. My nephew had his window shot out. I thought he was telling me an air socket took out his window.
LOL at Chase, that is what my Grandmother use to say... "You'' shoot out your eye with that"
Looks like they're not that soft afterall.
uh, "guess I could've gone with "pervasive". Apparently, it is laziness and lack of attention to detail that resulted in back-to-back "omnipresent" presences.
Similarly, I think we'll find Isis (our cat) hair for the rest of our lives, even after she's long gone.
And, if they're males, they will have marked some of your furniture as their own for many, many years.
My experience with BB guns: My dad bought one for my older brother when I was about 13. Just goofing around with it, I aimed and fired at a starling. Damn it, I dropped that bird to the ground (mind you, starlings are horrible birds; an invasive species to boot) and I felt terrible. Never picked up that gun again.
I know what you mean, John. I've been hunting a couple of times. Never killed anything when I did. Not sure I really wanted to. The fish-out-of-water in Alaska t.v. show "Northern Exposure" had an episode where a sportsman took Jewish Urbanite Dr. Joel on a hunting trip. He was digging the chase, but as soon as he shot a bird had to try to heal it. He said something like, "The killing is fun; the dying? Not so much"
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