Originally Posted by
allegro
My brother and his friends actually got shot at once when they were kids, by a cop, when they were running after each other, shooting at each other with plastic guns in the 'burbs. The cop came to our door asking for my mom, but she was at work. The cop told me he'd shot at them. No shit. I was around 14, my brother was 12. I was, like, what? The cop was all, WELL, THEY SHOULDN'T HAVE BEEN RUNNING AROUND SHOOTING AT EACH OTHER WITH PLASTIC GUNS. But, they're kids, playing with toys! These are the fucking suburbs, buddy, where nothing ever fucking happens, ever, in the 70s. That guy drank way too much coffee, he was really lucky he couldn't shoot worth a shit.