I forgot the 2nd closest I ever came to being taken out.
Remember Air Blasters? Now picture my stepmom returning from the hair dressers with one of those piled up hairdos some women liked in the 60s, and she wore until the early 80s. You get the picture. I got the beating but I just could not resist! I just had to know if a shot from my blaster would take out that hairdo from close range. I snuck up behind her, held the blaster about 6 inches away, yelled There she blows (had been watching Moby Dick) and let her rip.
My stepmom was so pissed and my father did not help me. He was to busy laughing. Years later she still brought that up.
Remember Air Blasters? Now picture my stepmom returning from the hair dressers with one of those piled up hairdos some women liked in the 60s, and she wore until the early 80s. You get the picture. I got the beating but I just could not resist! I just had to know if a shot from my blaster would take out that hairdo from close range. I snuck up behind her, held the blaster about 6 inches away, yelled There she blows (had been watching Moby Dick) and let her rip.
My stepmom was so pissed and my father did not help me. He was to busy laughing. Years later she still brought that up.