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This one is sadly 100% legit
I never saw those particular ones, but I'm old enough to remember little smoking figures like them. Candy cigarettes, too.
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This one is sadly 100% legit
I had a multi pack a day candy cigarette habit at one point but I started taking the sour patch to kick it.I never saw those particular ones, but I'm old enough to remember little smoking figures like them. Candy cigarettes, too.
Ha! These are a riot!
I remember getting a basketball for my birthday as a kid, and the damn thing wouldn't bounce. Was made of some thick cheap plastic and weighed a ton.
Quickly made its way to the Island of Misfit Toys....
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I swear I read somewhere where they at one point marketed home built reactors for kids.
Well I guess this is what I was thinking of
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gilbert_U-238_Atomic_Energy_Laboratory
Those wacky 50's toy makers!
I had lawn darts as a kid. Played it a lot in the summer in the back yard. Its amazing I survived. Kids are horrible at tossing heavy metal tipped darts.We played with lawn darts at my grandma’s house back in the day.
That's a very context sensitive comparison. I agree that here is it a good thing.First time I noticed this thread, and holy shit....when did this forum become Something Awful? That's a compliment, in case it was ambiguous.
OK, is my leg being pulled? I just noticed that the manufacturer of "Weird Dogs" is "Obvious Plant."
OK, is my leg being pulled? I just noticed that the manufacturer of "Weird Dogs" is "Obvious Plant."
Tell me these are real. Don't break my heart.
We played with lawn darts at my grandma’s house back in the day.
I know there were some accidents with those, but I don't remember them being widespread. If you were in a park or something where there were no other people or living things in front of you, the worst that generally happened is that they didn't stick in the ground. I would let my grandkids play with them if I were supervising.
I learned to shoot a gun before I was 10 (with supervision), shot BB guns and slingshots at targets, ran around with a pocket knife, etc. We had toys and playground equipment made of metal, so sometimes you got cut or burned yourself (in the Texas summer). Nobody freaked out if a kid was trying to whittle and cut himself/herself while doing it. That's part of the learning process. Pain is a good teacher in some circumstances
I know there were some accidents with those, but I don't remember them being widespread. If you were in a park or something where there were no other people or living things in front of you, the worst that generally happened is that they didn't stick in the ground. I would let my grandkids play with them if I were supervising.
I learned to shoot a gun before I was 10 (with supervision), shot BB guns and slingshots at targets, ran around with a pocket knife, etc. We had toys and playground equipment made of metal, so sometimes you got cut or burned yourself (in the Texas summer). Nobody freaked out if a kid was trying to whittle and cut himself/herself while doing it. That's part of the learning process. Pain is a good teacher in some circumstances
People are really overprotective these days. You just have to gauge when individual children can be trusted with things. It varies a lot from kid to kid. You just need to be careful to supervise them until you are sure they will act safely, drill safety measures into them, and have consequences if they don't follow them.
I was Boy Scout. We had to earn a Totin' Chip card that allowed us to carry a knife at events by demonstrating we knew how to do it responsibly.Where it becomes a problem is when half the kids know safety rules and half are idiots who only stop doing stupid shit if an adult says STOP!
Then suddenly your kid brought a dangerous weapon to the group instead of their kid is an idiot.
For reference my father was sent home from 1st grade because he forgot his pocket knife. How else were you supposed to sharpen your pencil?
That reminds me of a friend from my childhood. He was not some kind of crazy daredevil, but we definitely had some unsafe pastimes at around age twelve. In addition to the usual aerosol flame throwers, we used to wrap aluminum foil around a stick, dip it in a gas can, and light it for an impromptu torch. You could whip the foil off for a one-shot fireball...great for scaring squirrels in the woods on a lazy and dry summer afternoon.Okay, I'll cop to it, we played dodge 'em with lawn darts. Sorry, didn't mean to wreck anyone else's childhood. Nobody got hurt. Now sword fighting with wooden swords, well, I've got a bunch of tiny little scars on the backs of my hands.
Okay, I'll cop to it, we played dodge 'em with lawn darts. Sorry, didn't mean to wreck anyone else's childhood. Nobody got hurt. Now sword fighting with wooden swords, well, I've got a bunch of tiny little scars on the backs of my hands. They've faded a bit over the years but when the splinters start flying and they get around your hand guard with a swing, there's bound to be a little blood. I also shot homemade bows and arrows, fell out of trees, hammered nails, hammered fingers, cut myself good with a hand saw while making a wooden sword, cut my pinky to the bone while building a Guillows balsa and tissue airplane (The Supermarine Spitfire of course!), caught a thrown plastic bowling pin to the eye that blinded me for a few hours. I think I saw a doctor maybe twice while growing up.
My best friend borrowed my pen while he was on roller skates, then fell over and the pen went all the way through his hand. He made sure it was still covered in dried blood when he returned it to me.I jabbed the needle of a sewing machine straight through my thumb ending up stuck to it.
When I was a kid in the mid-80's the park behind my house had something like that.
I jabbed the needle of a sewing machine straight through my thumb ending up stuck to it. I accidentally stepped in dog shit with my bare foot.
I stepped on a board that had a nail sticking out of it while running in a neighborhood kid's back yard. It embedded in my foot (the rubber soles of the shoes kept it in place), so I had to sit down and pull it out. Sure enough, half the nail had gone up into my foot.