Mom's (or grandma's ?) reaction really does it here :-D

Just barely, but *nsfw

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"it was loaded?!"...Maybe he learned a valuable lesson, so in 5 years when he gets a real gun, he'll check that first before anything else.

Side note, his shirt is from the Blue Bitch Bar in St. Thomas.

Lulz, bet he punched it playing games and made this video to make it look like an accident.

Gun safety, Blue-Bitch... Gun safety.

I am almost certain you're correct. What is it about gaming and latent anger issues? Peaceful in all ranges of human interaction except pvp. Method gamers.

+1 for the technical appraisal at the end.

Dunno, looks like an honest reaction there, can see the tears welling up in his eyes...

I think every kid needs to go through something like that.

I used to shoot pest rabbits around our house (in the country, far from any neighbors) with a BB rifle. Went through safety training, was always very careful, etc. etc.

One day I saw a rabbit hiding under a row of trees between myself and the back side of my house. I never shot towards the house / people / whatever, always away from. But, the rabbit was there. I could have walked around the trees, but the rabbit probably wouldn't have been visible from the other side. Plus, the land sloped up so there was a bit of a hill/grade between me and the house, not to mention the thick tree branches and underbrush. BBs almost never went clean through a rabbit, they'd get lodged in the body.

So, I rationalized all that. Five pumps instead of ten, make sure I hit the rabbit so the BB doesn't go through, plus I'm aiming down into the ground so even if I miss the BB will probably lodge in the ground or hit a tree or brush. Should be fine. Do it.

I pull the trigger, rabbit runs away, and I hear a really loud "thump". The BB had ricocheted off the ground and hit right in the dead center of a huge sliding glass door on the back of the house. Safety glass, so I saw it spread out in little spiderweb patterns from the impact point in the center over the course of about 30 seconds or so, and then all fall into a pile of glass bits.


So of course I run to my dad and said "no, I was totally aiming *away* from the house -- must have had a really unlucky ricochet off of the flagpole or something!" He just smiled and said "really?" and then explained that I'd be doing chores and mowing the lawn to help pay to replace the glass door -- which ended up being about $800.

But you can bet your ass that I never aimed even remotely in the direction of a house, car, or anything else that I didn't want to shoot after that...