Most lawyers would retire after that case. But you know those were the good old days. You could be crazy and no one thought a thing about it. Now let your kid NEAR a bike/skates/skateboard with out all the gear and the dept of child welfare (i.e. a bunch of busybodies) will show up grab 'em and toss you in jail for being a monster.
Did Whamo make them bean guns that looked like a .45 semi auto pistol?? I held wayne Calvert down with my knee and shot him in the head, point blank, with that bean gun and the bean went waaay up his ear and he had to go to the doc to get it removed...Ahhh the good ole days.....
I remember when I got my first set of Yard Darts. I was playing with them in my from yard with my cousin and we were seeing how high we could throw them. On my 3rd or 4th throw one slipped out of my hand and went right through the front window of my house.
I forget what was worse, the anticipation of the beating or the actual beating that I got???????
We used to play catch with Jarts. Gives you an incentive to catch it right. Steep learning curve. Of course, we also did things like taking our blade sleds (Flexible Flyers) down a thirty-degree sloped alley and no way to tell if a car was coming except for someone's little brother who might yell "Car!" if he was paying attention. The good old days, how did I ever survive?
At a buddy's house in the mid seventies, we tried the how high can you throw a Jart game. It was the second or third one that came down through the hood of my car! Arrrrrrgh! The good ole days. Ya could throw them pretty high though.
Not a "real" toy, but fits into the stupid how did I survive childhood theme.
Used to teach archery, and we were bored one day so we picked up a pair of trash can lids ("shields") and started just throwing arrows at each other. Lasted for like 2 hours and we worked up one heck of a pace, trying to pick up and toss before the other guy could get the shield up to block... and somehow, no eyeballs were lost.
+1 on the superballs, though. The small ones work well with tennis rackets, and they hurt like hell when the other guy's got better aim than you do.
No, only 2X. I was seventeen, drove that car all through high school in primer of differing colors. It hadn't been painted for a week when it happened. A memorable moment that makes you say
The most dangerous product wham-o has ever sold was the "slip n slide"
Lets see take a plastic tarp and hold it down with incredibly sharp tent stakes that would tear you to shreds.
Not to mention the fact the everybody would place them on a hill. Of course you would end up going so fast you would slide off the end. You would be lucky if you still had shorts on in the end.
My last slip n slide moment involved my dip sh*t brother putting glycerin on the slide combined with Ultra concentrated dish soap. I end up going so fast I slid off the end shredding my shorts finally ending up in the neighbors hedge.
Try explaining to your mother exactly why you had grass burns on your genitals.
It's been 25 years, and I still shudder when I see one
We got a couple of slip and slides for the kids, they still make them and you can get them at wal mart. Instead of staking down now, they have inflatable tubes along the sides to keep the straight. Works pretty well, but they also have a "pillow" at the end.
Naturally, we put it on a hill
The kids (mine and the neighbors) love it, they last for a few days before somebody hits the pillow at the end going too fast and rips it off, deflating the whole thing.