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when I was younger we had a gravel pit we used to go to and dad would let me take toys and old models out and blow the hell out of them. Now I take my sons toys that make ALL the noises and DON'T have an off switch.........The feeling you get after shooting a tickle me Elmo (that keeps you up all night cause you all you can hear is "hehehe that tickles".) and hearing his laughing get all screwy and then die.......okay I am sick and need help cause I murdered Elmo and had a mile long gin on my face for a week. take my house,ok...my truck,mabey...my guns,NEVER!