Fucking cool hippy bonding experience.

We used to do this stuff in high school. And it didn't always end up well...

For example, if you're across the classroom and you're holding a large container of salsa, you would give a quick heads up to someone in on the weird little social bonding experiment, and then throw it at the person. Sometimes they caught it, sometimes not and salsa every where.

However, if everyone was exceptionally well in their reflexes (throwers included), we would take the object (whatever it may be) to the strong man's competition, where we went into the school theater after hours and threw the object straight up into the air, in an attempt tap the vaulted ceiling. Then you take rounds having someone else catch the returning object.

The game ends when the object hits the ground, exploding its contents upon the ground.

So I have to give it to these guys for having an impressive talent rather than destruction in mind.

>> ^KnivesOut:
Mind of child:
"The only way to get my daddy's attention and affection is to do all this crazy shit. Roger that."

At the same time he seems to be enjoying the bonding experience with his father. While I don't know if it's healthy for him or not, learning your father's trade out of the sheer need for his approval is an age old tradition. While sometimes it can be abused, you can't say it's necessarily a bad thing. In fact it might just be hardwired in us.

My girlfriend has recently started watching videos with me. It's a bonding experience.