I was watching Kite Runner the other day, and that scene when one of the kids fires off a rock with a slingshot at a dog resting in the street, for some reason I felt the urge to fire a slingshot again. Not at dogs. I reckon I got a bit nostalgic.
I might actually get all childish one day this coming summer and make one, then have a go.
We used to make them out of a fork off some branch we chopped down, and the inner hose of a bicycle tire. Proper slingshots should be made like this, out of wood, not bought in some bloody hardware store, like kids do these days.
Off all the things taking an aim at, the zing-sound of hitting a tele wire was the best.
One thing that I reckon most wouldn’t want to do is have a crap in the woods and wipe your arse with a poisonous plant, which seems to be so common. I can’t remember any of us kids even took shits in the woods, if we were not on some outdoor camp, let alone wipe with something that gave a terrible rash. Is that cliché Poison Ivy, or Oak, which everyone who’ve done the mistake, have done it with.
I might actually get all childish one day this coming summer and make one, then have a go.
We used to make them out of a fork off some branch we chopped down, and the inner hose of a bicycle tire. Proper slingshots should be made like this, out of wood, not bought in some bloody hardware store, like kids do these days.
Off all the things taking an aim at, the zing-sound of hitting a tele wire was the best.
One thing that I reckon most wouldn’t want to do is have a crap in the woods and wipe your arse with a poisonous plant, which seems to be so common. I can’t remember any of us kids even took shits in the woods, if we were not on some outdoor camp, let alone wipe with something that gave a terrible rash. Is that cliché Poison Ivy, or Oak, which everyone who’ve done the mistake, have done it with.
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