Quote:Damn skippy.. If you were lucky, they'd hit ya and just dust up in the wind.. half the time, even after they hit ya from 15 yards away and fell to the ground, you can pick em up and reuse em.

 

A couple of brothers who lived up the road used to play with us.  The older one was big and strong and mean. That anus had a talent for finding the hardest clods around, and he could zing them.  I caught him out in the open once and beaned him in the center of the back and once more as he spun around.  I spent the rest of the afternoon running and hiding.

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