Nice story, Austin!
the gag was on me when he ignored the warning stickers and decided I was the only target he was willing to shoot.
Funny one, JFirecops.
As a kid, we often had those wood "machine guns" with the toothed gear and clapper....you'd rotate the handle as fast as you can, creating such a Godawful racket, but me and my two brothers didn't care! The noise was cool! Drove Mom and Dad up the wall with that rapid-fire "clack-clack-clack,you're dead! I shot you. Clack-clack-clack-clack-I shot you first! No, you didn't-clack-clack-clack-clack!".
Then we graduated to rubberband guns, vague pistol shapes with the pinned plastic wheel that let you load a dozen or more rubber bands at a time, and do rapid-fire semi-auto! Unfortunately, I was the middle of 3 boys, and guess who was the most common target? I tried everything from hiding their rubber bands to cutting them, no go. Until I discovered the unique (and pretty frikkin' hilarious) combination of Vicks vaporub and underwear <evil grin>. Never got hit by a rubber band again
You know, thinking about it now, when we went to the rubber band launchers, I recall we were somewhat disappointed that it did not make the racket that our previous "guns" did. It was somewhat of a letdown. Solution? Shoot rubber bands at things that'll clatter and make noise!