When I was little, my neighbor had a rubberband gun. I thought it was the coolest most awesome thing in the world. I was riding my bike around and thought it’d be an awesome idea if I rode around really fast and they tried to shoot me with the rubberband guns. I apparently thought that I could ride really fast and that they would have horrible aim because what happened was that I got shot in the face at somewhat close range and ended up crying.
If the neighbor kid had one of these, I probalby would have been smart enough to come up with that game. That or I would have thought I was dying.
amazing how all your stories about being a kid end with you crying…