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My grandparents had a set of Jarts. I remember playing with them with my cousins. I couldn't have been older than 11, which means my cousins would have been six and three.

I had pretty much the same exact situation. I remember the box looked ancient, even back then. We used to see how high we could chuck them, just for the hell of it. If those were around today some toy maker would be testifying in front of a House panel and 5,000 kids would have died. Were we all just insanely lucky or are today's kids just accident prone?

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I had pretty much the same exact situation. I remember the box looked ancient, even back then. We used to see how high we could chuck them, just for the hell of it. If those were around today some toy maker would be testifying in front of a House panel and 5,000 kids would have died. Were we all just insanely lucky or are today's kids just accident prone?

 

I think today's kids are coddled a lot more than we were, and therefore less prepared to handle potentially dangerous situations. I'm pretty sure my four-year-old lacks the skills to dodge a sharpened metal spike falling from the sky, but when I was her age ... you dodge or you die!

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While the tip may not be sharp enough to be obviously dangerous, when misused, these darts can cause skull punctures and other serious injuries.

On December 19, 1988, all lawn darts were banned from sale in the United States by the Consumer Product Safety Commission. Shortly after, in 1989, they were also banned in Canada. Lawn darts, used in an outdoor game, have been responsible for the deaths of three children, the latest being in early 1997 near Elkhart, Indiana.

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Chuck T's high-tops used to be about $10 when I was a kid. It still amazes me that basketballers wore these in games. I can still feel the aching of the calves and bottoms of the feet from wearing them for basketball as a kid.

Picture a 40 yr old wearing a pair of these running about a half mile on a blustery afternoon to catch the opening pitch at a UVA baseball game yesterday.

My arches still haven't recovered.

 

 

Holy crap! What are the odds on that one! Let's go to Vegas dude!

PS - I'm PM'ing you a Coke right now.

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We're grown up now. Lets make that a dark lager.

 

 

Here's a thing...

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Switch the blue paint job to yellow with black pin stripes, add a small orange "Realistic" brand AM radio mounted center to the handle bars and a couple of rear view mirrors and you'll have my most beloved ride ever. Banana seat and coaster brakes: Life was simple and good.

God, how I loved that bike.

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I'm going to refrain from telling my husband about this because if I do, he'll be PMing you for instructions.

 

My grandparents had a set of Jarts. I remember playing with them with my cousins. I couldn't have been older than 11, which means my cousins would have been six and three.

 

 

Which brings us to the time I was shooting a BB gun at the age of 6 and was trying to make like The Rifleman. I almost lost some fingers over that deal.

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Here's a thing...

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Switch the blue paint job to yellow with black pin stripes, add a small orange "Realistic" brand AM radio mounted center to the handle bars and a couple of rear view mirrors and you'll have my most beloved ride ever. Banana seat and coaster brakes: Life was simple and good.

God, how I loved that bike.

:wub That is a thing indeed.

 

Mine had a red-white-and-blue (flag-striped) banana seat that I loved but now seems kind of ridiculous. The frame was spray-painted gold.

 

My brother's was especially badass: Schwinn Sting-Ray, a sort of bronze color, red banana seat, extra long sissy bar, "chopper" handlebars, flat-tread "racing slick" back tire -- that thing was the shit.

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:wub My first car. It was eight years old when I got it, and mine was a hardtop. It also didn't have the eye candy on the trunk.

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Which brings us to the time I was shooting a BB gun at the age of 6 and was trying to make like The Rifleman. I almost lost some fingers over that deal.
Holy moly! I had forgotten about bb and pellet guns. I have little families of scars all over my shins from my brothers shooting me with those!

 

Me: "How many times did you pump it?"

Brother: "Just a couple."

....the gun is fired

Me: "Aw f*ck! Ouch. Ouch. Ouch. You lied!"

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I was devestated when he died. I was like it's the future and he died from blood loss, what a jip. RIP.

 

 

 

 

 

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These were a little different in the 70s; (can't find an image from that era).

The little Hostess magician dude was still on the wrapper back them and they were not originally dipped in chocolate. Like the fruit pies they were plainly glazed on the outside but filled with chocolate puddding... (apparently vanilla too, tho I don't recall that).

 

 

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