25 Oct 07
Originally posted by Red NightI had a "Bug Zoo". Used to capture all sorts of creepy crawly things and throw 'em in there to battle it out. A pretty essential part of boyhood if you ask me.
No. I mostly played sports with my friends. I also played a lot of chess.
How do you start a war between rival factions of ants?
25 Oct 07
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Originally posted by rbmorrisI never did that. My "strange" cousin had a lizard of some sort that he used to feed live flies.
I had a "Bug Zoo". Used to capture all sorts of creepy crawly things and throw 'em in there to battle it out. A pretty essential part of boyhood if you ask me.
There was a kid down the street who used to tie firecrackers to cat's tails. He blew off parts of two fingers. We mostly avoided him.
Spent a lot of time, at that point in my life, playing basketball.
EDIT: I'm curious, did you play with dolls growing up like some of the others in this thread?
25 Oct 07
Originally posted by Red NightYou seem to be trying too hard to prove you are a MAN.
I never did that. My "strange" cousin had a lizard of some sort that he used to feed live flies.
There was a kid down the street who used to tie firecrackers to cat's tails. He blew off parts of two fingers. We mostly avoided him.
Spent a lot of time, at that point in my life, playing basketball.
EDIT: I'm curious, did you play with dolls growing up like some of the others in this thread?
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25 Oct 07
Originally posted by PhlabibitI think the same thing every time I see Red Night under the last poster column. I think: "Oh gosh, here we go again, he's going to try to convince us he's a man again" then I open the thread hoping that he's making a normal post, but every time, I am met with some imaginary manly endeavor... I give up...
You seem to be trying too hard to prove you are a MAN.
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26 Oct 07
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Originally posted by MimorThe magnifying glass is one of the greatest toys ever.
Did you burn them with a magnifying glass? My brother and I melted hundreds of army men.
I used to fry ants sometimes, or I'd ignite the army men and then use their dripping, flaming liquid flesh as napalm on the ants. But not very often. I'm not a sadist.
I did enjoy throwing ferocious bugs into funnel webs and watching the duel between the prey and the spider who lived there. I justified it on the premise that I'm just feeding the spider, and if the prey fought off the spider, he was free to go.
I remember one time an earwig was able to grab the spider around the waist with his mighty pincer. I don't remember if he was able to escape or eventually died though.