For FOWC: ADVICE

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Gen X Kids used to do this thing where we would throw lawn darts straight up into the air and dodge out of the way at the last minute. Nobody I knew ever lost an eye, but a bunch of us that weren’t so swift of foot have little  round scars around our ears.

I also remember our parents would be sitting on the patio, watching us dodge lawn darts and shooting roman candles off into each other’s faces while they were chain smoking and not caring if they were going to end up in the Emergency Room with their kid at the end of the night .

I can honestly say- I feel sorry for the generations who came after us. They didn’t get to test their mortality, win and have a story to tell.

They have avatars do it all for them.

Here’s my advice go out and buy a set of Lawn Darts a pack of Roman Candles and do NOT follow the safety instructions because  living stupid is better then not living at all.

[Verse 1]
It was the third of July
And the weather was fine
Ed brought the hotdogs
The croquet set was mine
But the red ball was missing
And three mallets were bent
Ed suggested lawn darts
So to Kmart we went

We looked by the yard games
We looked by the grills
But we couldn’t find lawn darts
Come high water or hills
We talked to the salesclerk
But she started to cry
She said “They’re off the shelves now”
And she told us both why

[Chorus]
A kid was pegged
In the head
With a lawn dart
Her dad
Didn’t see her
That’s the worst part