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Elephants And A Game Of Arrow SuicideScott from Oregonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01331284708780612453noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29630765.post-11843006701998997852007-02-24T08:58:00.000-08:002007-02-24T08:58:00.000-08:00you were right, of course... lovely and nice.you were right, of course... lovely and nice.Jeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02099808690177823190noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29630765.post-88376948061139232492007-02-24T08:43:00.000-08:002007-02-24T08:43:00.000-08:00I'm betting you were born that way and the arrow g...I'm betting you were born that way and the arrow game was just practice for now.<BR/><BR/>On my way to check out 'nice'...Jeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02099808690177823190noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29630765.post-83888756211861883822007-02-23T20:43:00.000-08:002007-02-23T20:43:00.000-08:00lol my ex husband had stories such as this about h...lol my ex husband had stories such as this about he and his brother. the things they would do for entertainment. <BR/><BR/>i used to own a bow and arrow. i was pretty good but could only pull back 48 lbs. not enough to kill a deer, so I quit. now i just use a gun. <BR/><BR/>i was too chicken to ever play such scary games as you talk about.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29630765.post-21940915110489642322007-02-23T16:09:00.000-08:002007-02-23T16:09:00.000-08:00Crikey. They asked me to get them the bow and arr...Crikey. They asked me to get them the bow and arrows last year. DO I dare let them play with them? The Eldest is too much of a chicken. I think they'll be fine. Unless the Youngest decides it would be funny.....hmmmmmmm.amusinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03347183179627696626noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29630765.post-4764185519697828802007-02-23T15:14:00.000-08:002007-02-23T15:14:00.000-08:00Resistent to adrenaline?Don't think so. The times ...Resistent to adrenaline?<BR/><BR/>Don't think so. The times I've really needed a boost, I think I got one.<BR/><BR/>No, most things just don't activate that level of fear response within me.<BR/><BR/>I sometimes wonder if being a daredevilish kid was the reason, or am I just missing a brain ingredient, like common sense?Scott from Oregonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01331284708780612453noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29630765.post-37536281388047690402007-02-23T10:31:00.000-08:002007-02-23T10:31:00.000-08:00Not me... I'm no fan of danger. Perhaps you are r...Not me... I'm no fan of danger. Perhaps you are resistant to the effects of adrenaline? Or enjoy them, like a high?Tammie Jeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01987069947225482393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29630765.post-23321546308363024942007-02-23T07:54:00.000-08:002007-02-23T07:54:00.000-08:00Growing up with four brothers gives me some insigh...Growing up with four brothers gives me some insight into this type of play - I'd have to say we were nuts, too. We had arrows with suction cup tips and I'll never forget the day I hit my brother in the left eye with one. He broke every blood vessel in his eye pulling it off and I got the whupping of my life.<BR/><BR/>Sounds like good clean fun to me! Personally, I love your perspective on life and the way you took B's phrase and made it your own...kariohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10150537989886423212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29630765.post-10141221018772174302007-02-23T06:17:00.000-08:002007-02-23T06:17:00.000-08:00From other stories about you and your brother, my ...From other stories about you and your brother, my vote definetly goes to "really insane."CShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12136201152682543365noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29630765.post-34867022223169999872007-02-23T06:12:00.000-08:002007-02-23T06:12:00.000-08:00**Shakin my head**.. kids!Oh and ty for the link t...**Shakin my head**.. kids!<BR/>Oh and ty for the link to B.. you're right... Nice,,, nice~ very nice!Cheesyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02099545260198846488noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29630765.post-80575418294225769452007-02-23T05:55:00.000-08:002007-02-23T05:55:00.000-08:00We were younger in a younger world and "safety" wa...We were younger in a younger world and "safety" was not as all important as it is today. You expected to get some bumps and bruises and cuts, scrapes and gouges along the way. It's how you learned how close you could get to fire without getting burned. Common sense was needed and if you got seriously hurt then you were stupid and people laughed. Now it would be the arrow manufacturer who could be sued for not putting a warning on the arrow that it should not be aimed at humans or some such nonsense. I don't think the word "dare" is in today's vocabulary.Jeanniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15320507412459242451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29630765.post-45271700272003507682007-02-23T01:44:00.000-08:002007-02-23T01:44:00.000-08:00"nice...nice...nice"I'm gut-shot...Thank you for t..."nice...nice...nice"<BR/>I'm gut-shot...<BR/>Thank you for the nice comment.Bernitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05264585685253812090noreply@blogger.com