re: #365 darthstar

I miss lawn darts. They were so fun. Sure you might stick one in the top of your kid sister’s head if you weren’t careful…but even walking carries risk.

I really miss playing with lead. I used to go to the firing range and collect a bucket of bullets from the sand, go home and melt them in a pot on my grandmother’s stove. Then, after I cleaned out the pot, we’d cook poached eggs in it.

Those were the good old days. Lead in the fuel, lead in the paint & lead in my stomach.