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BB gun fights with the old daisy pump action rifles.
bottle rocket fights using an empty roman candle tube. That shit was fun as hell. Until my friends shirt caught fire. .....changed shirts.....GAME ON!
We'd play at night in; sort of hide and seek. It would be all quiet, then you'd hear a whistling rocket in the distance, followed by something like 'OW'!, or "son of a bitch"!
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Lonewolf Ed
Fire Me Boy
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