When I was in grade school we used to beat on each other all the time. It was a different era.
We played in the school yard on monkey bars and shit right over the blacktop. Dodge ball was really killball.
I played full equipment tackle when I was 10 -- we would play on the frozen rock hard ground in winter. Broke my finger and knuckle during practice when I was 12, holding the ball for the place kicker. And I still played offense and defense that day in the game -- I can still remember the pain. But we won that game.
We rode in the cars without seatbelts. We played Lawn Jarts (the ones with with sharp steel tips) at barbecues.
Bike riding was worse than any fuckin NASCAR short track event. Ok, that was my idea -- good times.
We all carried wrist rockets around. And in my neighborhood we throw those fuckin pointy ass horse chestnuts at each other.
Still and all there was no internet. I mean if done right you could drive a nigga crazy with online shit.
We played in the school yard on monkey bars and shit right over the blacktop. Dodge ball was really killball.
I played full equipment tackle when I was 10 -- we would play on the frozen rock hard ground in winter. Broke my finger and knuckle during practice when I was 12, holding the ball for the place kicker. And I still played offense and defense that day in the game -- I can still remember the pain. But we won that game.
We rode in the cars without seatbelts. We played Lawn Jarts (the ones with with sharp steel tips) at barbecues.
Bike riding was worse than any fuckin NASCAR short track event. Ok, that was my idea -- good times.
We all carried wrist rockets around. And in my neighborhood we throw those fuckin pointy ass horse chestnuts at each other.
Still and all there was no internet. I mean if done right you could drive a nigga crazy with online shit.