George Bush Used to Shoot BBs at His Little Brothers >>>

[Stephanie]

While we're on the topic. :evilfrown:

Not Your Dad's BB Gun
More Powerful Models Used in Shootings Giving Toy a Bad Name

By Don Oldenburg
Washington Post Staff Writer
Friday, November 26, 2004; Page C01

When George W. Bush was 16 or so, the frogs in the pond outside his boyhood home in Midland, Tex., weren't the only targets the future president shot at with his trusty BB gun.

"He said, 'I'm going to count to 10, and you run all the way down the hall,' " the president's little brother, Neil Bush, recalled at a Utah Republican Party dinner in Provo two years ago, according to the Deseret News.

Big brother drawing a bead on the backsides of siblings Neil and Jeb must have left a mark because Neil also told the story to a class of Richmond second-graders. "I was running as fast as I can with my little lightweight summer pj's on, and then '7, 8, 9, 10!' Boom! I felt it on my right cheek," the Richmond.com news reported his recounting.

http://www.washingtonpost.com/ac2/wp-dyn/A13603-2004Nov25?language=printer

The Bush family attends church in Houston, TX (l-r Barbara, George H., Jeb (hidden), Doro, Neil, Marvin, George W.)

[Bucky]

1. Hey, I've done stuff like that.

Kids know about how much sibling cruelty you can get away with. It's when grown ups with bigger, badder toys start to forget the limits of their destuctive ability that tragedies occur.

[Stephanie]

6. He was a sixteen year old shooting at a little kid.

Neil would have been, what? Ten? Eight?

[AndreaCG]

2. Sociopath

Kinda surprised if Babs let him get away with it.

[burythehatchet]

4. In a sane world he would be in a treatment facility

in the "he ain't makin it" ward

[SPKrazy]

8. People Say He Is Just Like Babs (tempermentally)

scary

[tonka023]

10. they're a pack of sociopaths

I mean, B*sh's baby sister died and Babs and
senior went out and played golf before going
home to break it to the rest of the clan.
Apparently the shrub was pretty worried about
her too. This sociopath had sculpting.

[danalytical]

3. I was in a BB fight

a couple of times as a kid. We used to have stick fight, BB fights, apple fights. You name it, we threw it or shot it at each other. It's not a good thing, but kids do it. 16 though? That's a little old to be shooting BB's at people especially a little kid. Kind of creepy actually.

[yellowdogmi]

5. I am guessing it is a repuke thing.

My best friend back home is a * supporter. I recall the day I rode my bike into his driveway into the middle of a bb gun war with his three brothers. Since then they have graduated to paint balls. I have to admit that it was fun the day we had a partisan war. Dems v. Repukes. Us dems were outnumbered but we got to inflict some damage. Of course not as much damage as their fuhrer has inflicted upon us. Thanks for the post.

[tularetom]

7. I'm incensed that he shot frogs with that BB gun

Neil and Jeb, well, not so much.

[SPKrazy]

9. 16 and shooting at little brothers?

that's abusive

fits Bush's profile as a antisocial with narcissistic features (or visa versa)

fragile little lord pissy pants

I had BB gun fights with friends at around age 11 or 12, we wore coats and didn't shoot each other from close range.

shot at him from down the hall.

[sui generis]

11. a tragick ande dreadfulle accidente . . .

when I was a teeny young little homo, my brother and I used to playe this bizarro Darwin's Award game: stand 20 feet apart and throw something lethal at each other, a yard dart, a brick, whatever, and dodge it. Take another step forward and round two begins until someone doesn't dodge fast enough or calls it off. First one to get hit or chicken out loses.

You will find, with lots and lots of practice that your ability to dodge a flying object becomes nearly supernatural. However, we didn't use anything that was propelled by gunpowder, compressed air, or plasma.

Alas, after years of this and no serious injury, a tragick ande dreadfulle accidente ensued one day.

We had honed our skills to plastic board darts and were probably down to within eight or ten feet of each other, when he pitched his, I swerved, dodged, dropped my hip and snapped my head out of the way and it fluttered past my earlobe without drawing blood. Then I tossed mine, (and we did reduce ferocity as we got closer), more properly lobbed it, and brother stepped right into the line of fire and blocked the dart from hitting the wall behind by cleverly using his forehead.

Now the skull is pretty durn tough stuff and so the dart just sorta bounced off his skull but continued to hang between his eyes, as it had penetrated the skin. After the initial shock with both of us standing there bug eyed and stupid, brother went and looked in the bathroom mirror and cracked up. I was somewhat less amused. Then, as the bad timing fairy would have it, the mom unit materialized out of nowhere, as they occasionally have the power to do, and saw my brother standing there with a dart stuck in his forehead laughing like a madman, and THAT, ladies and gents, was the end of that game, forever.

I still have reflexes like a lizard though, probably from that. Just sharing. :shrug:

[Stephanie]

13. lol! I suppose there is some merit to it.

But were you ten yrs older than your brother?

[TerdlowSmedley]

12. And blew up frogs with firecrackers.