Ah yes. Summer time was always full of water fights with various models of Super-Soakers (which we used to drink out of occassionaly...always had that funny taste too), dirt clod wars, fake gun fights and street hockey.
We had a huge construction site behind my house that the developers defaulted on so it was just a bunch of dirt mounds and excavation. Used to play a lot in there. We'd always go barefoot too because my mom didn't want me to get my shoes dirty so at one point I was running and caught some half-buried barbed wire and sliced my foot open. Continued to play for a few hours then went home and realized how bad it was. Had it cleaned out and bandaged, was good to go the next day.
That was in the mid-90's. Seems like if that were to happen now, there'd be a news report about tetanus and instilling fear that barbed wire could jump out at any moment and rape you. Oh well. Dino damage!
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