When I was a kid I damned near did!
I had a Crosman 760 pumpmaster, combination BB and pellet rifle. It took up to ten pumps per shot. One day I got the idea to fill the pump chamber with oil. It took everything I could to get just one pump. I aimed at an old rusty bucket in the junk pile and pulled the trigger.
WOW! It sounded like a 22 rifle!
The BB went through the bucket and hit a brick behind it. It ricocheted back and hit me in the forehead, just above my right eye. I could see it coming the instant before it hit.
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The facial expression is priceless.
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Ho – HO – Hoooooo
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At least it isn’t that horrible made for tv musical last year.
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I won that DVD, no brag, fsct.
@Jethro – I had three brothers (myself the only goil) and two working parents. We used to pump our Dad’s pellet pistol until we couldn’t press it anymore. Amazing we still our eyes and are all alive. Good times, now they call it “free range kids”. Go figure.
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What do you call 3 white girls under a Christmas tree?
Ho. Ho. Ho.
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Love that movie and Gene Shepard.
I have a “Red Ryder” BB gun
made in 1937 and it still works
just fine.
It was my uncle’s who left it at my
grandfathers house as he grew up.
I remember my grandfather teaching
me to use it when I was so small
I could barely cock it. As I grew old
enough to use it I spent years between
8 and 13 shooting it at any target
of opportunity. And no; it did not have a compass in the stock.
It looks like it was used in the trenches of kiddom but I love it.
Good times. Good memories.
3
If Norman Rockwell made a movie this would be it. I loved the Jean Shepherd book which I read in the mid eighties and I think is out of print.
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Yeah. It’s out of print. It was called ‘Wanda Hickey’s Night of Golden Memories and other disasters’ by Jean Shepherd.
2
I had a Red Ryder too. I don’t know what became of it. A couple of the kids we all ran with had the Daisy single pump model that operated a bit like a pump shotgun. They seemed to be more powerful and the rest of us envied them a bit. None of us lost an eye but we used to have stupid long range BB gun wars out in the ditches. Amazing that none of us lost an eye. Parents, of course, had no idea what was going on or we’d have lost those BB guns forever – after getting our asses whipped.
That scene kind of reminds me of the scene in Apocalypto when the captives were painted blue and lead to the top of the pyramid to have their hearts cut out. Terror and confusion. You’ll have your heart ripped out kids.
Little Orphan Annie on the radio was more popular than I was in 1940.
I gave my mean nasty brother a BB gun hoping he would be careless with it and divest himself of a toe or two.
It was last year for his 75th birthday.
I read the Christmas Story in an old issue of Playboy back in the late 60’s, early 70’s. Cried tears of laughter – Jean Shepard could really capture the essence of childhood before helicopter parents.
When I was a kid I damned near did!
I had a Crosman 760 pumpmaster, combination BB and pellet rifle. It took up to ten pumps per shot. One day I got the idea to fill the pump chamber with oil. It took everything I could to get just one pump. I aimed at an old rusty bucket in the junk pile and pulled the trigger.
WOW! It sounded like a 22 rifle!
The BB went through the bucket and hit a brick behind it. It ricocheted back and hit me in the forehead, just above my right eye. I could see it coming the instant before it hit.
The facial expression is priceless.
Ho – HO – Hoooooo
At least it isn’t that horrible made for tv musical last year.
I won that DVD, no brag, fsct.
@Jethro – I had three brothers (myself the only goil) and two working parents. We used to pump our Dad’s pellet pistol until we couldn’t press it anymore. Amazing we still our eyes and are all alive. Good times, now they call it “free range kids”. Go figure.
What do you call 3 white girls under a Christmas tree?
Ho. Ho. Ho.
Love that movie and Gene Shepard.
I have a “Red Ryder” BB gun
made in 1937 and it still works
just fine.
It was my uncle’s who left it at my
grandfathers house as he grew up.
I remember my grandfather teaching
me to use it when I was so small
I could barely cock it. As I grew old
enough to use it I spent years between
8 and 13 shooting it at any target
of opportunity. And no; it did not have a compass in the stock.
It looks like it was used in the trenches of kiddom but I love it.
Good times. Good memories.
If Norman Rockwell made a movie this would be it. I loved the Jean Shepherd book which I read in the mid eighties and I think is out of print.
Yeah. It’s out of print. It was called ‘Wanda Hickey’s Night of Golden Memories and other disasters’ by Jean Shepherd.
I had a Red Ryder too. I don’t know what became of it. A couple of the kids we all ran with had the Daisy single pump model that operated a bit like a pump shotgun. They seemed to be more powerful and the rest of us envied them a bit. None of us lost an eye but we used to have stupid long range BB gun wars out in the ditches. Amazing that none of us lost an eye. Parents, of course, had no idea what was going on or we’d have lost those BB guns forever – after getting our asses whipped.
That scene kind of reminds me of the scene in Apocalypto when the captives were painted blue and lead to the top of the pyramid to have their hearts cut out. Terror and confusion. You’ll have your heart ripped out kids.
Little Orphan Annie on the radio was more popular than I was in 1940.
I gave my mean nasty brother a BB gun hoping he would be careless with it and divest himself of a toe or two.
It was last year for his 75th birthday.
I read the Christmas Story in an old issue of Playboy back in the late 60’s, early 70’s. Cried tears of laughter – Jean Shepard could really capture the essence of childhood before helicopter parents.