WHAT COULD POSSIBLY GO WRONG?
Dallas Gun Range to Offer Kids Birthday Parties
(Thanks to funny man)
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June 12, 2012
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I had gun range birthday parties. Then again, my Dad was a range instructor and we didn't get away with ANYTHING.
Posted by: Not My Usual Alias | June 12, 2012 at 12:00 PM
I learned to shoot a gun when I was about 7 years old. Hasn't Chuck E. Cheese been doing this already?
Posted by: nursecindy | June 12, 2012 at 12:17 PM
Well, if you're on the Australian Olympic Swim Team you could land in a world of hurt.
Posted by: Will (the other one) | June 12, 2012 at 12:23 PM
and those without a guardian present may take advantage of the on-site range safety officers for supervision
So, we have 8 year olds at a gun range without a guardian present?
Posted by: Layzeeboy | June 12, 2012 at 02:06 PM
I picture a Bill Murray range supervisor shouting at the out-of-control kids:
"HEY, HEY, ..be CAREFUL ! You could poke somebodies eye out..."
Posted by: LeDud | June 12, 2012 at 03:53 PM
Pin the .22 on the target. Cool.
Posted by: Loudmouth | June 12, 2012 at 05:05 PM
I'd be worried also if they gave the birthday kid free
ammo also! Maybe this explains Mr. Cheney's delight in
uh...hunting trips....
Posted by: funny man | June 12, 2012 at 08:56 PM
I've handled guns since that age or lower, and I've trained kids, and I've taken fully grown, visiting Japanese auto industry managers out to the range to experience what they can't at home ... and I'll take the kids any day, even if the auto guys did call me "Sensei."
You can call me anything you want, just point that damn thing DOWNRANGE!
Posted by: Omniskeptic | June 12, 2012 at 09:59 PM
We can all sing that new kids party game-song:
Pop! Off'd the weasel....
Posted by: PirateBoy | June 13, 2012 at 12:12 AM
Me and every one of my friends were taught to shoot at 6 or 7 by our dads. They'd give us boxes of .22s which were dirt cheap and we'd spend hours plinking away at tin cans. There were dire consequences for inaccuracy too: "OK, whoever is furthest from the Campbell's gold seal, has to kiss Sally Johnson on the lips."
Posted by: DaChew | June 15, 2012 at 01:19 PM