Question for all you old farts

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The hit game for this xmas

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Originally Posted by BlasterBob

Yep, I do believe that I fit the title "old fart" but am probably referred to as an "old bastard" by some (under their breath). Was born in 1936 and toy guns were the THING when I was little fart. I still have a couple of the "bullets" where a paper cap would be placed on the rear of the cartridge. Probably shouldn't even mention having that item or I may have a black helo hovering over my place. [blaster]

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OP said "old farts," not "dirt."

My pa (RIP) was born in 1936. I guess at nearly 53, I'm a young-en in this thread.

I dunno.....50 ain't old fart material imo.

But it might be, for a twenty something. I think old fart starts at 65-ish and goes up to *dirt* from there.

Ya gotta figure how little there was for us, in earlier time frames, in order to understand the relative "coolness" of a toy for the period.

I've not seen a kid on a Big Wheel in a Forever...... I'd say remove the electronic bullshit influence, and any normal 5 year old today would really dig one of those.

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Originally Posted by brutal

My pa (RIP) was born in 1936. I guess at nearly 53, I'm a young-en in this thread.

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Yeah right, but you are catching up real fast with us more "mature" guys. [blaster]

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Originally Posted by brutal

OP said "old farts," not "dirt."

My pa (RIP) was born in 1936. I guess at nearly 53, I'm a young-en in this thread.

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I think that for most of us over 50 we are on the shorter side of life, far more years behind that in front, over the hill so to speak. That doesn't mean we have to grow up! It is hard wired into our DNA that, as men, we are allowed to play in the mud anytime we want to and nobody can say different (unless they are genetically challenged). Ha!!

I remember being about 8 years old being handed a brick of black cats a book of matches and told to go outside and play for a while.....

My grandfather was a great man! LOL


between the black cats and the red ryder... our 1 acre back yard was surprisingly low on wild life...

Ya wanna talk creepy...? The parents gave me one of these for Xmas, as a kid. Scared the Hell out of me. It lived out it's days the the back of the closet.

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Originally Posted by wctriumph

I am old enough that none of the toy guns I ever had were equipped with a orange muzzle and they actually went "BANG" and there was smoke and they had metal parts, no batteries and they looked like real guns, even the squirt guns. We ran all over the neighborhood shooting each other, dying screaming and twisting in agony and one was considered brave if you died on pavement. We used to shoot grass and dirt wads at each other with our Daisy air rifles. We stabbed each other with out rubber knives and bayonets and no one called the cops. We drank from the garden hose if we were thirsty. The worst that happened was we stepped on the lawn that we all knew you were not supposed to step on, "Get off my god damned lawn you punks!".

Great days indeed.

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Pretty much describes my childhood!

Coolest toy for us was a Schwinn "Snurfer" which was a very early precursor to the snowboard! They didn't make very many and only made 'em for a short time. I think too many kids got practically killed on them! They were a blast. Between those in the winter and the ATCs in the summer, I'm surprised I made into my 50's!!!

Black Cats, m-80's, cherry bombs, boxes and boxes of caps! The good ole' days...


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Briggs & Stratton bolted on to a Schwinn StingRay . Handlebars forward short muffler with the baffle plate popped out.

And Bonanza mini bikes with no brakes.