I started complaining about the pussification of America in the 90s using that exact word. Well unless I was in more polite company then Id use wussification.
thats not why safety stickers are there. they are to protect the company that makes the product from litigation. if you made a product and someone misused it and got hurt and then sued you, you would save yourself with those stickers. wouldnt even have to waste your time in court.
Stickers are fine.
She has a great point!
No pun intended.
Safety labels are for the most part funny to those of us who have a brain and some common sense cells mixed in there.
There will always be people stupid enough to come up with a way to get injured that wasn't anticipated by the manufacturers because it's impossible to imagine how stupid some people can be.
My cousin was with a friend who shot an arrow straight up, and the kid ran around like he was crazy, and then it stuck in his butt! (he missed out on being a Darwin award winner) I think my cousin was smart enough to get under a palm tree :)
The banning of lawn darts was a single Father's crusade because his young child died when a lawn dart was recklessly tossed over a fence killed his child.
We played that game. We had BB gun wars and would shoot an arrow straight up into the air and the last person to run, won. We road in the back of pickup trucks (the hunting dog got to sit up front). We knew what triple digits on the speedometer felt like. Good times!
The only reason my dad took my lawn darts away was because I let one land on top of the house punching a hole in the shingles. Actually he didn't take them away, he just forbid me to play with them in the yard. He made me go out in the pasture to play with them.
At summer camp, I met an old guy that had the scar on the top of his foot in the bottom of his foot from one of those things going through it when he was a kid
My dad had a scar on his calf from a pitchfork and I had an aunt who wore a wig because she'd been scalped by a potato harvester. We used to ride down metal slides on waxed paper in a play ground covered in large gravel, learned to ride a bike without training wheels and rode it without a helmet. Stuff happens.
I got a 2 inch scar on my thigh... from a nail sticking out of plywood when was about 7years, didnt slow me down one bit. Did go inside and wash the wound off and bandage it up, since it was a bit bigger than the normal scratches and was getting blood all over everything but, was back outside exploring and getting into everything right after. Got a puncture wound on that same thigh by a roosters that summer. lol
You use to learn the hard way when it came to dangerous things in your environment and how to avoid them or treat them very cautiously when handling, even as a small child.. You or someone you knew had scary, battle tales about it and real quickly, everyone knew to be careful there.
Yes. I began to learn to iron and cook when I was six. My brother learned how to drive when he was 5...a 1930's truck. He drove around the pastures with my dad on the back to feed the cattle and drop off salt licks. And everyone in town and in the county had at least 2 guns that were never locked up and no one locked their door. No crime. To this day I have no idea what the sheriff did.
I remember when they banned Jarts and thought it was pretty ridiculous. And how did cornhole replace horseshoes? (I thought the warning to hold the correct end of a chainsaw was pretty funny! Sort of like the warnings to not use electric appliances in the shower or bathtub. And now, they warn people not to use prescription medications if they are allergic to them!)
The UK instituted Health and Safety and put rules on public interaction with everything. I am curious if that is about the time they loosened immigration laws and allowed people to come in that hate their guts.
I got these for Christmas when I was 6. Ah, those were the days. BB guns, M80s, shotguns, no seat belts, riding in the bed of a pickup, mini bikes and horse back riding, football before concussion protocols. I miss them all.
I started complaining about the pussification of America in the 90s using that exact word. Well unless I was in more polite company then Id use wussification.
She's got a point. If you need safety stickers you shouldn't touch what they're on.
thats not why safety stickers are there. they are to protect the company that makes the product from litigation. if you made a product and someone misused it and got hurt and then sued you, you would save yourself with those stickers. wouldnt even have to waste your time in court. Stickers are fine.
Yes, I know. My point still stands. If a person can't intuitively stay safe a sticker isn't going to help them.
true. but that isnt why the sticker is there.
I only own handguns with no safeties.
Your trigger finger, is your safety.
Yes,and my revolvers always go boom when I want....
I do have several auto's,but none I really use for home defense.
She has a great point! No pun intended. Safety labels are for the most part funny to those of us who have a brain and some common sense cells mixed in there.
Like the ones on hair dryers and curling irons that caution to not use them in the bathtub or shower.
and that, they can be hot.
And don’t use them while sleeping
bill engvall started a career on this one...
none of that is to protect the consumer. one doesnt think companies and corporation are looking out for ones best interests. One knows better.
Quit being that guy, we know this.
i like truth too much. sorry
There will always be people stupid enough to come up with a way to get injured that wasn't anticipated by the manufacturers because it's impossible to imagine how stupid some people can be.
like shooting an arrow straight up to see what kid is the last to get out of the way?
My cousin was with a friend who shot an arrow straight up, and the kid ran around like he was crazy, and then it stuck in his butt! (he missed out on being a Darwin award winner) I think my cousin was smart enough to get under a palm tree :)
ding ding ding.
Now we're stuck with a bunch of stupid people hahahaha!!!!!
The banning of lawn darts was a single Father's crusade because his young child died when a lawn dart was recklessly tossed over a fence killed his child.
We played that game. We had BB gun wars and would shoot an arrow straight up into the air and the last person to run, won. We road in the back of pickup trucks (the hunting dog got to sit up front). We knew what triple digits on the speedometer felt like. Good times!
I remeber the good ole Jarts! Thank God I was able to survive those dark days in America! lol
we lived through our own Vietnam. survivors. They should make a medal. suberbus fidelis.
That was hilarious, thanks for sharing.
The only reason my dad took my lawn darts away was because I let one land on top of the house punching a hole in the shingles. Actually he didn't take them away, he just forbid me to play with them in the yard. He made me go out in the pasture to play with them.
I follow that woman on Instagram. Kelly Mano is her name, and she's pretty awesome.
At summer camp, I met an old guy that had the scar on the top of his foot in the bottom of his foot from one of those things going through it when he was a kid
My dad had a scar on his calf from a pitchfork and I had an aunt who wore a wig because she'd been scalped by a potato harvester. We used to ride down metal slides on waxed paper in a play ground covered in large gravel, learned to ride a bike without training wheels and rode it without a helmet. Stuff happens.
Yep.
I got a 2 inch scar on my thigh... from a nail sticking out of plywood when was about 7years, didnt slow me down one bit. Did go inside and wash the wound off and bandage it up, since it was a bit bigger than the normal scratches and was getting blood all over everything but, was back outside exploring and getting into everything right after. Got a puncture wound on that same thigh by a roosters that summer. lol You use to learn the hard way when it came to dangerous things in your environment and how to avoid them or treat them very cautiously when handling, even as a small child.. You or someone you knew had scary, battle tales about it and real quickly, everyone knew to be careful there.
Yes. I began to learn to iron and cook when I was six. My brother learned how to drive when he was 5...a 1930's truck. He drove around the pastures with my dad on the back to feed the cattle and drop off salt licks. And everyone in town and in the county had at least 2 guns that were never locked up and no one locked their door. No crime. To this day I have no idea what the sheriff did.
Brilliant!
😂😂😂😂😂😂
I remember when they banned Jarts and thought it was pretty ridiculous. And how did cornhole replace horseshoes? (I thought the warning to hold the correct end of a chainsaw was pretty funny! Sort of like the warnings to not use electric appliances in the shower or bathtub. And now, they warn people not to use prescription medications if they are allergic to them!)
I almost killed a kid (accidentally, of course...) with Jarts once so I'm going to have to vote no.
The UK instituted Health and Safety and put rules on public interaction with everything. I am curious if that is about the time they loosened immigration laws and allowed people to come in that hate their guts.
OMG she is right!
At the same time incarceration rates skyrocketed, violent crime increased.
...dunno what i was expecting, but it wasn't that...😂
I once saw a small caution sign taped to an actual caution sign (because the sign was in the middle of a walkway). Totally retarded!
I got these for Christmas when I was 6. Ah, those were the days. BB guns, M80s, shotguns, no seat belts, riding in the bed of a pickup, mini bikes and horse back riding, football before concussion protocols. I miss them all.
He didn’t ban paper straws, you fucking lying bitch.
Pretty sure she’s being sarcastic and thinks she’s really clever and funny with this…she’s not.
She's mocking you guys
I miss that game…oops, dated myself…
JARTS!!!
NOT Sharts...Joe Biden knows a thing or two about sharts