My Christmas Shopping List
Thanks to a link from Tim, I can finally complete my shopping: The most dangerous toys of all time.
Thanks to a link from Tim, I can finally complete my shopping: The most dangerous toys of all time.
Fun | tree hugging sister | December 13, 2006 7:09 am
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“In 2000, the CPSC announced that over 150 children fell prey to Sky Dancer’s helicopter-blade arms and erratic “Oh-Jesus-it’s-chasing-me!” flying patterns.”
I’ve made model rockets like that. The wings on a styrofoam glider are not intended to withstand the G forces generated by a “B” rocket.
Well hey, little man! Maybe you got hit with one too many Johnny Reb cannon balls to the head to remember, but Mountain Man and I had numbers 1, 7 & 8. We’d shoot the sh*t out of and fling with fury those things. Which made for an interesting time in post-Christmas confined indoor spaces. God, I loved those Creepy Crawlers, too. AND when they came up with an edible version you made in the same mold you’d just poured the toxic rubbery one, helLO! Heaven on earth.
I didn’t have the Johnny Reb cannon, but my dad had something infinitely better he let me shoot sometimes – a real brass cannon(about 6 inches long) that fired .22 slugs using black powder. It had a real touch hole, a little ramrod and cleaner, and a team of wooden horses to pull it.
Crusader had 9, and I think daughter had that winged tinker-bell thingy. And it would chase you around the house, too.
I used to love playing with the Jarts.
Especially catching them.
Crusader had 9, and I think daughter had that winged tinker-bell thingy. And it would chase you around the house, too.
I used to love playing with the Jarts.
Especially catching them.
It caused a studder I have to this day.
If it wasn’t for Lawn Darts, what would we have nicknamed the F-18’s when they showed up at El Toro?
I had a remote controlled tank which shot rubber tipped shells…..and they weren’t small either! Plus the toy included a bag of powder that you put a pinch of in the barrell, to simulate propellant smoke. I used to shoot at my brothers with it.
KEWL!!!!!!
I was so pissed when Lawn Darts were banned. They were a wonderful Tool of Darwinism.
What I can’t figure out is why horseshoes haven’t yet been banned, being only marginally less dangerous to the stupid as Jarts.
I can’t say I’ve heard any complaints of puncture wounds with horseshoes, Mr. Summers. You have to really WORK to draw blood with those.