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MI, USA
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Posted: Today 10:38:46 PM EST
We all got BB guns for ChristmasI was about 10. So went to my buddy's basement and set up a range. We found some old boxes with newspaper in them, almost made exactly as backstop material.
We started shooting. Had a good time and I went home. My mom gets a call that night. My buddy's moms china were in those boxes! Holy shit! He got his ass whooped. I got off scott free but kept away from their house for a year. |
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MT, USA
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Posted: Today 10:41:48 PM EST
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I got my first BB gun (Daisy Red Ryder) when I was about 7. My older Sister also got a Daisy Powerline. At some point shortly after getting it I though it would be funny to shoot my sister in the ass. She didn't find it funny and neither did my father. I got my ass whooped and didn't see the Red Ryder for about a year after that. The Red Ryder lives in my gun safe now and I still shoot it regularly.
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Posted: Today 10:43:36 PM EST
[#2]
I shot my eye out. Twice.
I was a slow learner.  Never trust kids promising they will only shoot the lower 1/2 of you when you have BB gun wars and never EVER trust them when they have a crossman pump that they will ''only'' pump it twice. They ALWAYS lie. |
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Posted: Today 10:43:46 PM EST
[#3]
I’d be embarrassed to post some of the dumb shit me and my friends did.
Glad nobody got hurt. |
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Posted: Today 10:46:20 PM EST
[Last Edit: Never_A_Wick]
[#4]
I had that pump action gun that looked like an M16:
 Attached FileI was standing on my back patio, shooting out into the back yard. We lived in the country so there was nothing beyond. There was a golf ball laying on the grass just about 10-15 feet in front of me. I thought cool, I’ll shoot at it. BB ricocheted off the golf ball , went past me and shattered the patio door glass. I got an ass whipping 
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Posted: Today 10:46:52 PM EST
[#5]
BB gun wars were the best!
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Posted: Today 10:47:04 PM EST
[#6]
A friend down the street had a real nice pump pellet gun of some sort. It had a nice scope. Aiming at a rose petal I squeezed of a shot and blew the back window out of a 65 Ford Falcon 20 feet to the left of where I was aiming.
At 14 that was my first lesson in zero. |
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FL, USA
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Posted: Today 10:47:20 PM EST
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When I got my first BB gun (some kinda crosman pumper) I was out back shooting bb's at a wood slat fence, and quickly realized the bb's were ricocheting right back at me. Of course I thought this was cool and kept doing it until my dad stopped me. I was probably 6 at that time. No sense of self preservation. Wait..that hasn't changed LoL.
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Posted: Today 10:48:05 PM EST
[#8]
When I was 16 or 17 I was aiming at the bumper of my beater car and shot out the back window.
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Posted: Today 10:48:25 PM EST
[#9]
I almost shot my eye out, for real.
Second floor of the garage at a friend's house, back side, wood-line close. I aimed at a spot on a nearby tree and the BB bounced back, hitting me right between the eyebrows. |
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SC, USA
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Posted: Today 10:48:45 PM EST
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I wasn't supposed to mess with my red Ryder while parents weren't home. Of course summertime, I'm home alone latch key kid in the very early 90s playing with my bb gun while parents are at work.
We live in a house on stilts because we are by the river. I'm looking across the porch at a squirrel in an oak tree. Line him up and pull the trigger, BB bounces off the grab rail of the porch. Sight over bore got me. Bb ricochets to my left and hits the French door that leads into the living room. Safety glass cracks and grows across entire window slowly over a course of minutes while I stared in horror. Got my ass beat.
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MI, USA
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Posted: Today 10:49:36 PM EST
[#11]
Quote HistoryOriginally Posted By Never_A_Wick: I had that pump action gun that looked like an M16: https://www.ar15.com/media/mediaFiles/578900/IMG_0663_jpeg-3373017.JPG I was standing on my back patio, shooting out into the back yard. We lived in the country so there was nothing beyond. There was a golf ball laying on the grass just about 10-15 feet in front of me. I thought cool, I’ll shoot at it. BB ricocheted off the golf ball , went past me and shattered the patio door glass. I got an ass whipping I knew you were going to say that. I did something similar but was shooting at a small rock. Bastard flew back and hit me in the eye. Thank God I wore glasses. They didnt take the gun away but I also got my butt tanned. |
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NC, USA
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Posted: Today 10:50:36 PM EST
[Last Edit: bennnn]
[#12]
Sometime around 1955 my dad was trying to shoot a dove off a wire between two apartment buildings in New York and shot a guy across the street in the forehead.
It started this retarded fued that continued into my childhood until I left the area. True story. |
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OH, USA
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Posted: Today 10:50:57 PM EST
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I once tried to shoot a battery off my driveway thinking something cool would happen if I hit it. BB skipped and went into dad's windshield. That was not a good day to be a stupid kid.
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Posted: Today 10:51:45 PM EST
[#14]
He’ll, we used to have BB gun wars in the woods.
Shit stings, yo. |
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OH, USA
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Posted: Today 10:53:48 PM EST
[#15]
Quote HistoryOriginally Posted By 2001WS6: BB gun wars were the best! |
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Posted: Today 10:54:55 PM EST
[#16]
Quote HistoryOriginally Posted By TheLookingGlass: When I got my first BB gun (some kinda crosman pumper) I was out back shooting bb's at a wood slat fence, and quickly realized the bb's were ricocheting right back at me. Of course I thought this was cool and kept doing it until my dad stopped me. I was probably 6 at that time. No sense of self preservation. Wait..that hasn't changed LoL. My brother and I would shoot a metal plate and it thought it was cool when they bounced back at us. We were much much older than 6 |
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Posted: Today 10:55:12 PM EST
[#17]
I had a 1911 pattern CO2 BB pistol in my mid-teens. I liked to dry fire it in the house with a CO2 cartridge in it because of the loud 'poof/bang' it made. On one occasion, I failed to completely empty the internal magazine and put a BB through one pane of a double pane window
 I once shot a tennis ball with a break action pellet rifle. The pellet didn't penetrate and ricocheted, smacking into my ribs a couple inches below my right nipple. That stung. |
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TN, USA
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Posted: Today 10:57:21 PM EST
[#18]
Across the street neighbors son shot his eye out back in the early 2000s. Blind in that eye and bb almost
made it to his brain. It is still in his head. |
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Posted: Today 10:57:24 PM EST
[#19]
Not really a mishap but I'll never forget it. A kid up the street asked me to shoot him in the knee with a roly-poly. I pumped up my Benjamin air rifle one pump, put the roly-poly in the chamber and shot him in the knee. He yelped and said it hurt like hell. A few days later he got caught hitting .22's with a hammer on the sidewalk but only after one exploded. He didn't get hurt thankfully. I did some crazy shit myself but no mishaps with bb gun. I packed .22 pellets with the stuff (silver fulminate) inside those little bangs things that have the strings hanging out. You know, pull the strings and they go bang. Bang Snaps. I sealed them with a drop of epoxy. The stuffed pellets would explode upon impact. One day I was packing one and it went bang. Luckily I have all fingers, toes, and both eyes.
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Posted: Today 10:58:14 PM EST
[Last Edit: Red_Label]
[#20]
Huge part my childhood was BB/pellet guns (but also several .22s, shotguns, muzzle-loaders, and a .30-30). We used to do lots of dumb shit with airguns, that we didn't dare do with real firearms of course. We may have done things resembling paintball and airsoft in the days before those existed. There were really no proper safety glasses then either. Dunno how we all all still have both eyes. We also enjoyed neighborhood dirt clod fights too. Some of them clods had rocks in them. But hey, we didn't get thumb cramps from smart devices.
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Posted: Today 11:00:00 PM EST
[Last Edit: AT7WE2]
[#21]
A BB from a Daisy Red Ryder claimed most of my top left front tooth when I was about 11. I'm 52 now and I still have false tooth there because of that little mishap. This tooth has cost a lot of money over the years.
ETA: This thread has me chucking. One thing I used to do when my parents werent home was get into my dad's shotgun shells, cut a few open, dump the contents out, burn the powder on the back patio (good fun) then stick the empty hulls in the grass, primer facing slightly toward me and shoot them with my Crosman pump pellet gun. When I hit a primer the POP would launch the empty hull 15 feet in the air. I got away with this for a while until one weekend my dad went outside to fire up the grill and happened to notice about a half dozen or so empty shotgun hulls on the roof of our house. I think when I explained how they got there he was actually kinda impressed and wanted to laugh but he had to be the diciplinarian so I was grounded for the weekend. The steaks were good that night though. 
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CO, USA
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Posted: Today 11:00:32 PM EST
[#22]
I use to lay and wait in a field up from our house in the tall grass and uncut corn and wait for other kids I didn't like to ride their bikes by and snipe them. Nobody found out.
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Posted: Today 11:00:53 PM EST
[#23]
90's era Crosman 760 Pumpmaster...
Shot at a can on a railroad tie that we had by our garage from like 50 feet away... BB ricocheted back, and smoked me right in the ear. Hurt like a motherfucker. I was like 8 or 9 years old.
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Posted: Today 11:02:02 PM EST
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Posted: Today 11:03:12 PM EST
[Last Edit: neshomamench]
[#25]
I bought a BB gun from an “older kid” when I was 8 or 9. I already had my own .22 and a 30-30. (It was a different time then…as both were in my room) but I couldn’t shoot them where I lived. (It required a trip to the range or the family ranch)
There were lots of places around where I lived that one could shoot a BB gun. No one would ever notice. So I decided that was something I needed. So I totally bought a pump BB gun on the “juvenile black market” I would hold it with one hand against the top rail of my bicycle frame (thinking it would hide/mask it) as I rode to places I could shoot it. There was one massive creek. (Over 50 yards wide and probably 20 feet deep) where the world simple stood still, even in an outer ring suburban area. You could hunt birds and critters. It was utterly amazing. It all came to an end when I shot an older kid trying to bully me. (I got him in then leg, one or two pumps) While I thought it was the absolute end of my life, I was 11 and the ass chewing and moderate whooping were pretty tolerable. I still look back at that time as highly “awesome” and fuck that kid, I should have shot him in the face. Edit to add: because I was doing something I shouldn’t in someplace I shouldn't be, I really developed a good sense of camouflage and stillness along with paying attention. It really was a time I developed some valuable survival skills. |
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Posted: Today 11:08:52 PM EST
[#26]
Took a random shot at a bird on a line when I was like 10. It dropped like a rock. My cop neighbor saw, complimented my aim and then ratted me out to my parents.
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Posted: Today 11:12:10 PM EST
[#27]
We had pump pellet guns and would load the barrel with wood matches.
Yes we shot each other, and the matches would go off. My next door neighbors would shoot each other with bb guns. |
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Posted: Today 11:22:22 PM EST
[#28]
Girl at my school shot out her best friend's eye. Both girls were pretty traumatized by that event and no longer friends afterwards.
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MI, USA
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Posted: Today 11:28:17 PM EST
[#29]
Now we are in college and the same buddy’s bro is visiting our apartment. He sees this fine coed jogging down the street looking out the second story window. So he pumps the crosman twice and tags her on her ass.
She must have had radar or brothers because she knew exactly what had happened. Tough chick too, she came to door and pounded on it. When no one came to the door, she called the cops. My buddy’s bro saw the cops rolling down the street and threw the gun into the dumpster that was near the same window in the parking lot. He followed the gun out the window. My buddy and I answer the door and they want to search the upstairs. Being kids we said sure. They found nothing. Lol. |
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Posted: Today 11:35:26 PM EST
[#30]
BB gun wars were the best .. I'm surprised I still have both eyes.
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Posted: Today 11:48:33 PM EST
[#31]
When my mom would tell my older brother to go hang out the laundry, I'd shoot him in the ass when he bent over.
I was 6 maybe 7 and he would've been 10 or 11. Miss ya bro!  |
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USA
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Posted: Today 11:54:27 PM EST
[#32]
We had field rats and mice that had dug access to the house.
I always kept my Crosman 1377 American Classic loaded. Came home from school one day and one brother shot the other in the forehead. Mom was pissed. Asked why they were in my room? Said she popped the BB out like a pimple. |
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TX, USA
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Posted: Today 11:55:25 PM EST
[Last Edit: THOT_Vaccine]
[#33]
I was shooting a friend through one of my grandmother's handmade quilts. It was hanging to air-dry and he hid behind it. After passing through the quilt it was out of gas and not doing anything really. I guess I found a thin spot in the quilt... he stopped laughing.
He came out from behind that quilt with blood in his eye. I did the only thing I could think of and shot him in the kneecap. -edit- I should mention that I still have the rusted remains of a copperhead in my left ass cheek. He put it there before I kneecapped him. |
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Posted: 11/8/2024 12:09:31 AM EST
[#34]
lets just say my best friend still has a BB lodged in his hand to this day
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Posted: 11/8/2024 12:13:06 AM EST
[#35]
Quote HistoryOriginally Posted By Red_Label: Huge part my childhood was BB/pellet guns (but also several .22s, shotguns, muzzle-loaders, and a .30-30). We used to do lots of dumb shit with airguns, that we didn't dare do with real firearms of course. We may have done things resembling paintball and airsoft in the days before those existed. There were really no proper safety glasses then either. Dunno how we all all still have both eyes. We also enjoyed neighborhood dirt clod fights too. Some of them clods had rocks in them. But hey, we didn't get thumb cramps from smart devices. Dirt clods and rock fights for us poor kids that didn’t have a BB gun. 😜 |
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TX, USA
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Posted: 11/8/2024 12:19:51 AM EST
[#36]
We used to have BB gun fights. We had to play at night, because we were so good with the BB guns that even a finger poking out from behind a tree would get shot. One night, one of the kids playing was a kicker that wore his wranglers so tight, they might as well have been painted on. I saw his silhouette up on a tank dam just as he was aiming down on me. I whipped one up at him as I jumped and shot him in a nut. I'm 57 years old now, but I can still hear his screams. That was the end of it that night, but we were sleeping out the rest of the night, so we all got continuous updates on how big his nut was swelled up to right then.
The tips of strike-anywhere matches cut off and c a r e f u l l y ground, then c a r e f u l l y packed into the back of a pellet made awesome exploding pellets. After one blew up in my fingers (literal piece of lead shrapnel in my index finger), I figured out a couple drops of water would make them much safer to grind, and the paste would pack into the pellets much easier. Couple days sitting in a window to dry completely and they were little pneumatically propelled bomblets. |
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Posted: 11/8/2024 12:20:52 AM EST
[#37]
Shot my left index fingertip, point blank.
Had a Crosman Model 73 (lever action, C02) from the late 70s/early 80s, it had been my Dad's. I was about 10 and I was showing my little sister how to shoot it. It had stopped holding BBs in the chamber when cocking it, like the magnet on the bolt fell off or something, and it had to be pointed down to feed, so I had this retarded habit of holding my finger over the barrel when cocking it, and then tipping it back up. Well this time she was also holding the gun, and as soon as I cocked it, she pulled the trigger. Hurt like a motherfucker, but no permanent damage. |
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Posted: 11/8/2024 12:23:01 AM EST
[#38]
Quote HistoryOriginally Posted By Stump70: We had field rats and mice that had dug access to the house. I always kept my Crosman 1377 American Classic loaded. Came home from school one day and one brother shot the other in the forehead. Mom was pissed. Asked why they were in my room? Said she popped the BB out like a pimple. LOL!! I had a similar incident. I’m in the bathroom and my 2 younger brothers come hustling into the room. The older one sticks his head in the sink and turns the water on and splashes his face. Then I hear the distinct sound of a BB hitting the sink. Seems our little brother shot him right between the eyes. Knowing there may be consequences nothing was said to parents. I can’t remember the tale told of how the one got a sore on his forehead. 😜 |
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Posted: 11/8/2024 12:29:08 AM EST
[#39]
BB gun fights were a thing growing up in the 80s. We had rules for "number of pumps." If it was a sibling, though, rules were always broken.
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Posted: 11/8/2024 12:49:01 AM EST
[#40]
Shot one of our TV's once with a pellet gun, thankfully those old glass tubes were tough enough the pellet just bounced off.
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Posted: 11/8/2024 1:01:33 AM EST
[#41]
I remember hearing a story about my parents coming home from somewhere after they left my older brother and a couple of his friends home alone. My dad turned on the light in the upstairs and noticed a little glint on the wall which turned out to be a BB embedded in the drywall.
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Posted: 11/8/2024 1:06:08 AM EST
[#42]
“Mishaps”. Hah. No sir, they were anything but mishaps, they were planned events. VERY thoroughly planned events.
The wars. The revenge. The forts. The battles. The traps were set, the prey walked into it time and time again. None of these were mishaps…  Attached File |
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Posted: 11/8/2024 1:10:57 AM EST
[#43]
3rd grade my best friend brought his bb pistol over. We decided it would be funny to shoot a basketball sized hornet’s nest. He hit it on the first try and took off running. A hornet got him on the shoulder and he dropped like a box of rocks. He let me barrow the pistol after he went home the next day. My dumbass goes out and shoots that same hornets nest, runs and gets stung on the shoulder also. It felt like someone hitting me with a baseball bat! I guess my parents figured I had learned my lesson on gun safety because a few months later they gave me one of those marksman 45’s that shot bbs,pellets and darts.
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Posted: 11/8/2024 1:14:32 AM EST
[#44]
Anything I did with a BB gun was never a mishap.
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USA
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Posted: 11/8/2024 2:23:01 AM EST
[Last Edit: AmishElectrician]
[#45]
I don't know what the fuck we were thinking. A group of us would grab any bb gun/airsoft, electric airsoft and go into the woods for a "match"..... anything that moved was lit up. We don't aim for the face...sure....ricochets everywhere. I almost got my eye shot out, we had red marks on our face and welts on the arms. Stupidest thing I've ever done
1 guy at least for a decade later has a bb in his hand |
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Posted: 11/8/2024 2:42:48 AM EST
[#46]
With my Red Rider I shot some clay pots one time... the BB ricocheted back at me and hit me about an inch above the center of my eyes.
I'm embarrassed and still feel horrible about this 30 years later... I was playing a prank on a friend with an unloaded Crossman pump rifle. It wasn't loaded, so I pumped it like 5x getting my friend all scared. I fire and he jumps like 2 feet off the ground and screaming. I thought for sure he was acting until he showed me. 2 days later he was picking at it and the BB fell out. I checked 3x that it was unloaded and still have no clue how it happened. |
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Posted: 11/8/2024 3:21:47 AM EST
[#47]
One of my stupidvisors at work moved to within 3 miles of work. He was popping pigeons of his back steps with a bb/ pellet gun. The neighbor came over and they started talking and he kept popping pigeons. He went in his new house and about 1 hr the Waukesha police were knocking on his door and arrested him for discharging a firearm in the city limits. He missed work the next day being in jail and all. He was never sure if his neighbor or his neighbor's wife called the cops. Everybody at work laughed at him. He was kind of a turd.
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Posted: 11/8/2024 3:43:55 AM EST
[#48]
Quote HistoryOriginally Posted By fxntime: I shot my eye out. Twice. I was a slow learner.  
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OK, USA
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Posted: 11/8/2024 4:08:12 AM EST
[#49]
My cousin shot me in the chin after I shot him in the thigh. I still have the bb in there, 30 plus years. You can't see it but it is there, shows up real good on dental exrays.
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Posted: 11/8/2024 4:21:04 AM EST
[#50]
My brother shot me in the knee when we were 10. I kept telling my mother that it was still in there and she didn't believe me. Finally she took me to the doctor and he cut it out. That son of a bitch was underneath my kneecap for about a year.
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