Reason #34 why it's fun to have teenage sons.
For some reason this summer has been terrible when it comes flies. Sitting out on our patio is like something out of the Amityville Horror. It seems like opening the door for 3 seconds means 10 flies getting into the house.
I was telling my sons that when I was a kid I used to like to kill flies with
a dart gun. So we started talking about Nerf guns. I told them next time I was at Target or whatever I'd buy one.
So I did.
So we had fun killing flies, shooting each other, shooting the cats etc.
Then I come home one day and my 16 year old says "You HAVE to see this!" He found a piece of plastic tubing (from some old cat-condo thing...think of it like a mini tent pole) that was almost the exact same diamter of the little Nerf darts.
Hello, Nerf dart blow gun.
The velocity of the dart out of this thing is scary. You get hit with it and it leaves a welt. It will cave in the entire side of an empty soda can from about 15 feet.
Then a few nights later, after my wife goes to bed, the kid says "Check this out."
He took one of the suction cups off of the dart. The small hole left behind is, for some satanic reason, just the perfect size to stick a push-pin into. Oh god. After watching my kid stick the dart into the cover of a hardcover book all the way to the "hilt" I made him swear he would NEVER show my wife.