Get a nerf gun, it’s the new thing to have your kid tie a string to the dart and shoot the gun. Rips their teeth right out. Please do it and film it for us.
Now I know some of you might be thinking, no nerf gun is gonna rip his tooth out. Well, that’s because nerf guns are NOTHING LIKE THEY WERE 20+ YEARS AGO. I got my kids some nerf guns (confession: they’re 2 and 3 and should not have nerf guns but I absolutely wrecked their world in a nerf battle and I know I got them for that reason first and foremost), and I only spent 10 bucks each on the things. I thought they’d be like they were when I was a kid, totally inaccurate and no power. My first shot with the little revolver one took a chip of paint off my living room wall. Later that day, I killed a large spider from like 15 feet away, splattered it everywhere. These things are crazy now.
My fiancee is part of a large Italian family, 20ish year spread in the age of kids. When we were in high school, I would always buy the two little ones (age 2 and 4 when we met as freshman) awesome gifts for xmas, with the goal of getting the most enjoyable gift possible for the kid, while the most annoying possible for the parent. Sand toys, a very solid Thor’s hammer, etc.
One year when they were 4 and 6, I bought the little ones those nerf gun revolvers. Best. Move. Ever. The little devils spent all day running around the house, sniping various aunts and uncles. Highlight of the day was when the 4 year old managed to shoot a red solo cup full of spiked punch out of his mothers hand.
Funniest time though was when the boy turned 5 and I bought him a drum set. He opens the box, yells 'Daddy, Drums!!!" and my fiancee’s father just turned to me and goes “oh f&#^ you!”
No kids… other than me. That would have been a far better way to get the tooth out. Took me about three minutes to get a good grip on the tooth. Once I did, I just pulled up as hard as possible. 3 seconds of pain, a bit of blood on my work shirt, but saved $300.
… my wife wasn’t impressed when I came home looking homeless with blood on a nice shirt. Tried to explain I could buy 3 new shirts for what I saved.
This is my disconnect with it. The gap between hunger is too big for me. I listed my example above. I don’t eat pizza, cheeseburgers, and garbage often, but I can overdo it on sensible foods in a hurry.
The rate at which my stomach processes food and tells me I’m hungry is too fast.
I mean a 1,000kcal dinner for a 6’4" dude with a non-sedentary job doesn’t sound ludicrous. Then again I’m fat so I probably have the same issue you do.
The old pump Nerf guns were the best. I don’t think they make them anymore, but you could really get some power out of those ones compared to the cock-and-shoot models.
I went through a phase as a kid where I modified my Nerf guns. Heavier springs, carving out more space in the air chambers, whatever early internet results could get me. Nerf wars were a blast until I discovered paintball.
Nice! I remember stretching the springs and putting them back in, attaching rubber bands to the plungers, and if you sawed off the end of anything that shot arrows, you could jam a dart in which would come out lethal.
I accumulated quite a few, but the two that stood out were the Razorbeast and Ultimator. Anyone remember these? The Razorbeast was a crank action chain gun, it had no power at all and jammed constantly, but just looked terrifying with a giant band of darts hanging off it. The Ultimator wasn’t actually a nerf gun, but shot a giant foam dart (just a different brand). You’d pump it up and fire it like an RPG. The recoil was badass, and it also had a major intimidation factor running around with it.
We have a hedge that runs between our house and the next door neighbour. The neighbour used to maintain this hedge, it’s his boarder. He cut it pretty much every time but If I had the trimmers I would do it but he would always either come out and help or thank me for it.
He moved out and a new neighbour in, come home yesterday to find he had cut the hedge and had only cut half depth on the top! So just his half!
The confession is that I am way more annoyed at this than i should be!
I used to work on heavy equipment and the owner would only let us carry 30 pound hammers… he was 6’8 and every bit of 300 pounds of solid MAN so he didn’t see any issues with it.
One time I was putting a track pin back in a set of tracks on a excavator… in the rain… at night… 10 feet from a 100’high wall… with the plant manager and my owner/boss watching me swing that 30 pound hammer. I must have looked pathetic after a while because they both let me know I sucked and then showed me how to be a man.
Confession for the thread: I have calves programmed in and I also have ZERO calves yet I’ve never done them.
As much as I hate to admit it . Old RIp gets allot of crap. Thing is the way i see it a large part is back lash for some of the stupid stuff that zealot starting strength fan boys say. Example I have seen these types totally bash on Louie Simmons because it is not SS. Yet I have read in Rips own book where he had nothing but praise for Louie.
