Would you look at this absurd thing we found in the garden shed this past weekend?
These purport to be lawn darts, but I'm not buying it.
THESE are lawn darts.
So what if the Canadian government banned them (not only banned them, but urged their destruction *gasp*) because a child was brain-injured when a dart penetrated their skull....
These are not lawn darts.
OK. I can see how lobbing a heavy, metal-tipped projectile with varying degrees of accuracy towards a small target placed on a lawn frequented by unpredictably moving children might not be the safest of cottage pass times. But gosh darn it, I loved playing lawn darts as a kid! There's something about that earthy *thock* as the dart stabs into the grass that's very satisfying. Also, you get your lawn (and possibly your skull) aerated for free. Shop around, that's a pretty good deal!
(sigh)
Cottage games just aren't what they used to be.
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