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My best friend had a Millenium Falcon...did not care, too bulky to really play with it. I did not really like any of the toys that were not action figures.

I enjoyed the bases for toys, not the vehicles so much.
 
I enjoyed the bases for toys, not the vehicles so much.

When I was not playing football with them they were pretty much involved in hand to hand combat...I did not need a base or any terrain for it. A simple couch or a bathtub would suffice.
 
I got Star Trek action figures too, but they were massive. Same with the old Batman ones too.
 
When I was not playing football with them they were pretty much involved in hand to hand combat...I did not need a base or any terrain for it. A simple couch or a bathtub would suffice.

Exactly. Get outta my face with all of the fancy accessories. All you need can be found inside of every home - couches, pillows, blankets...a sorts of stuff. Yiu can find a crapton of stuff outside as well. Damn Canadians don't evn know how to do it. They probably don't even have army men in Canada. Probably just a couple of boats and some slingshots.
 
I once disrobed Luke Skywalker, burned him with a lighter and threw him into a hole that I dug while Another One Bites the Dust was playing in the background. 100% true story.
 
True story...me and my friend used to have what we would call rock fights. They would consist of find two big rocks and then dropping them on each other until one of them broke, the unbroken one would be crowned champion.
 
I don't care what people say, that is a legit game.

Growing up around cotton and corn fields we often had dirty clod fights. Just pick up some lumps of hard dirt and peg the crap out of eachother. I do not believe that there are winners in this game. Just pure fun.
 
In a pinch at my grandparents house...if I did not have a football...I could always seem to find an old bleach bottle and would kick FGs with it. I was probably the best at it...ever.
 
In a pinch at my grandparents house...if I did not have a football...I could always seem to find an old bleach bottle and would kick FGs with it. I was probably the best at it...ever.

There is a good chance that we could have hung out and probably got into a few fistfights as a kids. More like wrestling and slapping but you get the point.
 
There is a good chance that we could have hung out and probably got into a few fistfights as a kids. More like wrestling and slapping but you get the point.

Probably...then mended fences over a Shasta cola.
 
I don't care what people say, that is a legit game.

Growing up around cotton and corn fields we often had dirty clod fights. Just pick up some lumps of hard dirt and peg the crap out of eachother. I do not believe that there are winners in this game. Just pure fun.

Had plenty of dirt clod fights as well as BB gun fights.
 
Exactly. Get outta my face with all of the fancy accessories. All you need can be found inside of every home - couches, pillows, blankets...a sorts of stuff. Yiu can find a crapton of stuff outside as well. Damn Canadians don't evn know how to do it. They probably don't even have army men in Canada. Probably just a couple of boats and some slingshots.

The old Cobra Commander base and Castle Greyskull fart in the direction of your couch.
 
My parents owned a houseboat when I was a kid...me and my cousins would usually just find a log and float around on it for hours while our parents got drunk. It was cool, since they had a few cocktails we could pretty much drink as much soda as we wanted. Then hit up the perch who would school around the tree we were tied up to.
 
I don't care what people say, that is a legit game.

Growing up around cotton and corn fields we often had dirty clod fights. Just pick up some lumps of hard dirt and peg the crap out of eachother. I do not believe that there are winners in this game. Just pure fun.

Dirt clods were always fun, but orange fights were the best. I always cheated and pulled the green ones. Smaller, easier to throw and hard as a rock. Pelt a few of those and then hide behind the tree.
 
Probably...then mended fences over a Shasta cola.

How skilled at letting spit drool out of your mouth and then sucking it back up after drinking orange or red soda are you? The answer could make or break out friendship.
 
Dirt clods were always fun, but orange fights were the best. I always cheated and pulled the green ones. Smaller, easier to throw and hard as a rock. Pelt a few of those and then hide behind the tree.

I could see that. We had pecans and some other vegetation but unfortunately no oranges...I could see how that would be epic.
 
How skilled at letting spit drool out of your mouth and then sucking it back up after drinking orange or red soda are you? The answer could make or break out friendship.

Pretty great...I'd do it over my cousins head from a tree branch. Like a boss.
 
In a pinch at my grandparents house...if I did not have a football...I could always seem to find an old bleach bottle and would kick FGs with it. I was probably the best at it...ever.

I hate kickers.
 
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