Another Riddle

Bambooflyguy said:
Did you ever take a big rock and blast the entire cap roll? That was loud....at the time.
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All the time! I would use a hammer on a concrete pad outside the backdoor of our house.

I also remember constantly tearing off the paper trail of spent caps that extended out the top of the cap gun because I thought it detracted from the realistic look I was trying to achieve (when gunning down all the imaginary cattle rustlers and train robbers in the woods behind our home) :)
 
I also remember a box of 3 rolls of caps being 7 cents down at the corner store!
We preferred the flash and pfffft! of flicking them with a penny nail to the noise of smacking them with a hammer :p

As far as otter issues, I generally cede the ground...er...water, and seek another spot. Not like the otter can hop in the car and go get Jack in the Box
 
Zak said:
My big discovery as a kid was that a strike anywhere wooden match fits neatly into the barrel of a bb gun. It explodes when it hits the target. Back then we had a "burn barrel" for paper trash. I loved that chore! I'd put the paper trash in, douse it all with gasoline, and then shoot the match from the bb gun from a good distance away. KaBoom!
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Q-tips also fit nicely in the barrel of a bb gun. Take some food coloring and soak the end that is sticking out.....and voila, we had paintball guns. My buddy's dad was none to happy to come home and see us firing our bb guns at each other.
 
t_law said:
Q-tips also fit nicely in the barrel of a bb gun. Take some food coloring and soak the end that is sticking out.....and voila, we had paintball guns. My buddy's dad was none to happy to come home and see us firing our bb guns at each other.
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Hahaha! My brothers and I used to hunt each other through the house with blowguns (ok, 2 ft plastic tubes) using Pop-Its as ammo - those tiny white paper bags filled with gravel and some kind of explosive powder. Mom always wondered what those weird marks on the walls were :cool:
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I got one for you all. Me and another young one had a shot gun shell. Being young and stupid we dug out the primer and hit that with a hammer. Boy that was one loud report. My buddy's parents thought we shot a gun. We never pulled that trick again.

Or my dads shotgun we snuck out of the house. Dad had a 12 gauge single shot shot gun. It broke down into three pieces, Three of us broke it down and snuck it out of the house. Took it into the woods a long way from the house, put it back together. None of us wanted to shoot it from out shoulders so we butted it up to a tree. Loaded it up and pulled the trigger. It was very loud and it sunk into that tree about an inch. We all giggled about it but I was the one the one that got their ass beat from taking it out side and shooting it. Learned a good lesson from that beating. Don't mess with dads gear. I was 10 maybe. Never ever messed with dads gear again. Too bad you can't spank your kids anymore.
 
Old Man said:
I got one for you all. Me and another young one had a shot gun shell. Being young and stupid we dug out the primer and hit that with a hammer. Boy that was one loud report. My buddy's parents thought we shot a gun. We never pulled that trick again.

Or my dads shotgun we snuck out of the house. Dad had a 12 gauge single shot shot gun. It broke down into three pieces, Three of us broke it down and snuck it out of the house. Took it into the woods a long way from the house, put it back together. None of us wanted to shoot it from out shoulders so we butted it up to a tree. Loaded it up and pulled the trigger. It was very loud and it sunk into that tree about an inch. We all giggled about it but I was the one the one that got their ass beat from taking it out side and shooting it. Learned a good lesson from that beating. Don't mess with dads gear. I was 10 maybe. Never ever messed with dads gear again. Too bad you can't spank your kids anymore.
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We would have wars with red riders or crossman's on a single pump. One day the parents found out. It was worse because we knew how to handle a gun (supposedly), but figured they didn't really count. Yes, tough lessons.
 
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Old Man said:
I got one for you all. Me and another young one had a shot gun shell. Being young and stupid we dug out the primer and hit that with a hammer. Boy that was one loud report. My buddy's parents thought we shot a gun. We never pulled that trick again.

Or my dads shotgun we snuck out of the house. Dad had a 12 gauge single shot shot gun. It broke down into three pieces, Three of us broke it down and snuck it out of the house. Took it into the woods a long way from the house, put it back together. None of us wanted to shoot it from out shoulders so we butted it up to a tree. Loaded it up and pulled the trigger. It was very loud and it sunk into that tree about an inch. We all giggled about it but I was the one the one that got their ass beat from taking it out side and shooting it. Learned a good lesson from that beating. Don't mess with dads gear. I was 10 maybe. Never ever messed with dads gear again. Too bad you can't spank your kids anymore.
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It's amazing any of us survived childhood. One day I walked over to see what a friend was doing sitting on the ground hitting something with a hammer. Turns out he had a blank rifle cartridge that he stuck into a round hole in a brick. It looked to be about a .30 caliber shell and had a black plastic casing. He was trying to use a punch and hammer to strike the primer and set it off.

I told him that wasn't a great idea and walked away. Never heard a bang or screaming, so I'm assuming he gave up.
 
Tom Butler said:
We would have wars with red riders or crossman's on a single pump. One day the parents found out. It was worse because we knew how to handle a gun, but figured they didn't really count. Yes, tough lessons.
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Once while shooting BB guns at a neighbors house, my friends dad happened to look out the window while I tracked my little brother with the barrel. Didnt shoot, just followed him in the sights as he ran across the yard.

Friends dad flew out of the house, told his son to put the gun away and grabbed me by the hair/ear and drug me the half mile of gravel home. He deposited me at my fathers feet and made me tell him what had happened, then went back home.

Never put another person in any sights again, that's for damn sure!
 
Tom Butler said:
We would have wars with red riders or crossman's on a single pump. One day the parents found out. It was worse because we knew how to handle a gun, but figured they didn't really count. Yes, tough lessons.
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My friends and I did the same. Once, I shot a neighbor kid on one pump. Made him cry and he threatened to tell on me. I told him he could shoot me if he didn't. He agreed, so I pumped up the BB gun but didn't load it. He fired it at me and I jumped around yelling. He thought it was funny and didn't tell.

I avoided a serious butt-whoopin' that day.
 
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