Back before liability laws, "Wham-O", the recreational toy company, used to sell plastic blowguns. They were pretty cool. I had one. They came with little wrapped pieces of 3/8" rope that were frayed on the ends, that you could shoot. I tormented the family Scottish Terrier with it,,lol. No wonder the dog never loved me as much as the others,,
dont be shooting defenseless animals. how would you like it if some zimmerman shot you for no reason..
When You Say Shoot Them, Is This With Something Rubber, Or Do You REALLY Intend To Kill Them With Steel Darts....?? Cheers Glen.
So Let Me Get This Right, Your Going To Kill Beautiful Lizards Just For The Fun Of It.... Just Want To Get This Straight Before I Let Fly And Tell You What I Really Think Of People Who Do This.... Cheers Glen.
My dad was the president of the "Adventurer's Club of Los Angeles" for a year, back in the 60's. Members of this club had to have an "adventure" in order to join, and be sponsored by another "adventurer". This was before the days of escorted climbs up Everest, and "safaris" to Africa that were simply "guided tours". These guys really did adventure. Two of the members built themselves a little kayak and traveled in it down the Pacific Coast, from San Diego, all the way into Central America, wrote a book about their adventures. My dad worked on their kayak to restore it for the club. I forget their names offhand, but they faced hostile bandidos, friendly natives, jungle associated or food related illnesses, voracious insects, 40 foot waves off the coast of Costa Rica, huge bat rays,,,all kinds of adversarial situations,,as well as greedy harbor police. They wrote a book about it called "Enchanted Vagabonds", of which I still have a copy. One thing I used to do is to go, with my dad, to the club quarters in downtown L.A., and walk around, looking at all the cool stuff along the walls,, big 8 or 9 foot grizzlies, authentic shrunken heads, real blowguns and blowgun darts from the Jivaro tribe in Ecuador, various war spears and shields from African or S.American tribes, etc. I was always drawn to gawk at the blowgun darts, which they said were tipped with curare. They had, every so often, "father and son night", when I could attend a meeting, and people would bring in things like live animals, snakes (cobras, mambas, etc.) spiders, even a tiger once, and handle these animals in front of us, within a few feet distance. I always thought, from that, that danger can be fun. I've come to believe that killing animals for sport isn't, however. I've been guilty before of killing lizards with a 22, killed a bird once with a pellet gun. I've never been happy with myself afterward, and would never do it again.
