Laughing...did something similar but without the gear...ended the day when a Flor. Tube landing on my head and cut me open...remember the blood running down the side of my head. The tube was meant to be bomb exploding near me...not on me.

The kid on a Bigwheel ....flashback.
Jon Ebner and I dressed up in heavy corduroy winter jackets, welding gloves and snowmobile helmets. We built a couple of cinder block and 2x10 ramps. And then...we began "aerial" jousting with 8 foot fluorescent bulbs. I survived childhood despite myself.

Remember it well....

Heh, I remember those.

But then we had worse ones. In the Army we were trained on how to respond if you see a mushroom cloud.

First was the official training: lay down facing away from the blast, rifle under torso, face down. Hands over eyes, thumbs in ear. Feet together.

Why feet together? So the backwave didn't lunch a branch up yer arse. Yup.

After this was the "real training" which went like this:
"Now the reality is just bend over and kiss your ass goodbye" ;)

Actually the only 'Pete' I ever knew I didn't like at all!

OUC! You did it again. I like them all. I particularly love 'The brain as an APP. Oh, that's good! And Tequilya made me laugh out loud. My favorite beverage! N

The last time a cop stopped me, he looked at my DL and screamed, 'Oh my God! I can't give YOU a ticket!' I inquired 'Why not!' He answered, 'My father would kill me.' I looked at his name tag, and replied, 'He sure would!' No ticket.

My all-time favorite is 'Money isn't everything, but it's way ahead of whatever's in 1st place!'

Whiskeypedia ... that was nice, in particular, since I recently opened an adult beverage.
Thanks Carl!

Under the desk was that generation's 'safe space.'
Then they grew up and dealt with reality.

I remember those drills also...every siren, every boom...had me in survival mode.

Good ones! I actually remember doing the nuclear bomb drills in elementary school. Kind of like wearing masks for Covid - pretty much useless.

Hey hey hey, I say!
What a way to start the day!

Thanks, OUC! LOL!

thanks, my morning needed the laughs !

As you will see very early PC. St. Peter. That was my Grade schools name.
He is the Pete in For Pete's sake” originated as a substitute for “for Christ's (or God's) sake,” and other similar expressions—as using a shortened form of the disciple St. Peter's name instead was considered less offensive.

Despite being twice reminded why me dino became inspired to chose Philosoraptor as the middle name for my moniker, I found the very last meme to be the most amusing.

Laugh it up...for the purpose of; in the interest of, Pete...or so he can achieve or preserve:

So why not, for Dan's sake, Carl's sake, Nancy's sake, Freedom's sake or for saking Pete, Brian, Mac, Dino...etc...etc...etc