As in?Thor said:
BB pellets or real metal BB's? My brothers and I, when we were kids, used to do this with our BB guns (rifles, I guess you could say. air-pump BB rifles.). "Poor sod" is right.
BB's, at least, leave very nasty bruises and hurt like freaking hell. Even through thick clothing. Lucky we never put each others' eyes' out.I used to be nick-named Cottontop when I was a kid because all my dad's side of the family were cotton farmers, and I had hair as white (blonde actually) as cotton. The '3000' comes from the next millenia, which I would sure like to make it to.
Did you see the picture of my huskey, Canis? He got out of my Bronco through a window one day when I was stopped to ask some goat ranchers about a house that might be for rent out in the boon-docks near the goats' field. I swear there must have been a 1000 goats in that field. Canis chased the goats, one after the other (until he was poised on top of them ready to sink his teeth into them), then he would stop and go after the next one. He never hurt one of them (unless through sheer fright), but he wouldn't stop. The two ranch-hands got on their 4-wheelers and chased him; I chased him on foot until I couldn't run anymore. Finally, I caught him after he got tired of the game. It was a game to him. He's lucky to still be alive. :bugeye:
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