Every so often I buy the plastic bubble tubes for my kids. I LOVE the smell of them! A word of warning - it is VERY hard to get off of wood surfaces if it dries there.

 

Then we grew up. :sigh:

 

YES! I buy them occasionally when I find them.

 

Youd think theyd have condoms like that. “ blow your own

 

We weren't. Gosh how lucky we were. Ever go cow tipping?

 

Same here @conroe4 goggles and safety glasses lol

 

We were only allowed a certain amount of BB's or pellets after that anything else was a fair. I knocked my brothers teeth out when I threw a brick at his head and he tried to catch it with his mouth.

 

Them pellets could be nasty. Got a long story, remember it like yesterday, leaving the long story details out. Out in the woods in the winter, me sand a friend had a fire going, sitting against a tree. Another friend thought it would be funny to hit the backside of the tree with a pellet. It didn't hit the tree. Hit the friend next to me in the back of the head. The pellet went though the skin, but not his skull. It traveled about 5 inches between his skull and skin to the top of his head. The doc had to cut from the entrance hole to the pellet, it had pulled hair up with it, and needed to be cleaned out.

 

And to this day he tells of being shot in the woods by nutjob.

 

I went through 2 sets of spiral graphs. We used to draw them out then trace them on foam and cut them out to make hot pads and things like that for gifts when I was a kid

 

We weren't a bunch of sissies when we were kids. If you put your eye out with one, you slapped a patch on it and kept going! lol

 

My brother and I would throw them at each other when we were kids. They actually outlawed them for a bit.

 

They were fun to toss at one another, we did have a few minor injuries that we shook off and continued to play, those were fun days

 

Just recovered a set of them in the garage attic at the resort. Those were fun times

 

Lawn darts were fun, we played dodge the dart by throwing them in the air straight up and dodging them as they fell on us, they were outlawed in the US for a while after a kid died doing that, but then they came back with bean bag tips

 

@speakeasy - and here I thought that was called spit roasting. I love xnxx. I learn something new every day!

 

This is the most common term I've heard but to me, it sounds like something done to you, not with you.
Chinese Finger Trap sounds like fun for everyone involved.

 

Can just picture two guys in the emergency room stuck together and panicking when the Dr. says we'll have to cut it off.

 

Giggling!

 

That's called 'docking'.

 

I remember those parachute toys and the antenna, except we used sling shots to shoot the paratrooper over the house and the person on the other side had to catch them. That ended after dad had to climb up and free them from the antenna a few times.

 

My dad left them up there. Said if we wanted them to wait until they fell.

 

And mom always had that arosol can of Bactine to spray on you when returning home bleeding.

 

Nah. Dad used his bottle of Old Spice.

 

We used to pick the apricots off the tree when they were still hard and green to use as ammunition.

 

China berry trees had our ammunition in unlimited quantities. And we didn't call them slingshots back then, either.

 

Clean up in aisle 4!
@69magpie...
Clean up in aisle 4!

 

Sorry Val no can do...

He's a Queenslander, just like your Floridians........There's been way too much sun beating down on his head, the wiring has been scorched beyond repair...

 

Hey now - we floridians resemble that remark.

 

Quite a unique sound, know it in a heartbeat.

 

Erector sets were the best. It started a whole generation of engineers,mechanics, machinists and people who like building things. I loved mine.

 

We used to build model airplanes, boats, cars, and such using model glue. Talk about getting high without knowing wtf was happening - that shit was potent.
For fun, we used to run down to the local drug store and buy Black Cat firecrackers. Then go about placing them in strategic locations in and around the models, light the fuse and watch our work explode.
Yeah, no one said we had brains.

 

Erector sets?
OH, loved the motor!
Right up to the part where Shooter wondered "wonder if I can stop the gears with my finger..............."

And Pop Bottle rocket fights!
Fun right up to the part where one caught you in the face or got stuck in clothing.

And riding our bikes to the reservoir!
No helmets, no pads, don't bother telling anyone, it's only 12 miles .............

And U control planes!
How many fingers got whacked, painfully, getting the damn thing started?
Oh, and when we said "your turn to catch it"!
ZOOM! WHACK!!

 

The 70s were a great time to be a kid.

 

Sound like you were part of our club lol.

 

It is amazing the stupid, crazy things we did as a kid. If we did them now we would be fucked. And not in a good way.

 

As a child of the 50s we had fun.
Riding on the rear window shelf or the back seat armrest so you could see out the front window. Go streets over to visit friends.
Life was carefree without the Karens to push their agendas.

 

Clackers!

 

I had permanent bruises on my wrist with those damn things.

 

We used clackers to annoy the babysitter lol