Dodgeball is for wimps. In my grammar school, we played BOMBARDMENT.

[WilliamPitt]

Yeah, fuckers.

But then the hippies came in and said we couldn't play anymore because it might damage someone's self-esteem...

Fuckin' hippies.

[Joe Fields]

1. Hey, man, like...mellow out, dude.

[sniffa]

2. pffft

we used to pLay suicide. :eyes:

[Connonym]

3. That's what we played when I was a kid

I always thought it was the same game with different name?

[Bake]

4. Wimp! We played WAR-BALL!

No shit. We really called it that. And we used smaller balls, that you could really get a good grip on and throw a good hard fastball. I saw a guy get hit in the face with one and it popped his eye out, just hanging there out of the socket. I think they managed to fix it though.

WAR-BALL.

Bake

[WilliamPitt]

7. Sweet

[Oeditpus Rex]

5. We played that in junior high

with flat volleyballs. Fuckers stung. :D

Coaches made me and Mike Deshields wear "monkey cages," though, because we had glasses. x(

[meegbear]

6. PUSSY! We played MUCKLE!

You took some tin foil from the lunch meals and make a ball and hit the grass. Create two teams. If you had the ball, then you ran to the other side of the yard. While your teammates try to block, the other team does anything they can to get the ball - and I mean ANYTHING!

It was like football, but without the padding or the rules.

[underpants]

8. Down here in the south we poured moonshine on the ball and lit it on fire

or on FAAAAR as they say 'roundt heh

Oh and we shot at the the other side with out guns. We were little so they only let us have .38's

[commander bunnypants]

9. You are all liddle itty-bitty wimps

bottle rocket wars, rubber band guns that fired those old pull off beer tabs, rock wars with trash can lids for shields.

Bow before I


CB

[WilliamPitt]

10. I find roman candles to be more accurate.

[commander bunnypants]

11. morters

but I was chicken of those


CB

[xmas74]

12. That was high school.

We'd chug mass quantities of Mad Dog, Natural Light and Strawberry Hill while driving in the back of pick up trucks, playing a game called "Wreck". Two trucks would race each other(like a game of chicken), while friends sitting and drinking in the bed of each truck would wait until the beds were next to each other and shoot off Roman candles at the those in the back.

Think I'm joking? I have a small scar on my leg to prove it, but that was from a bottle rocket used in the same manner.

[MrCoffee]

15. that is hardcore

i have a scar on my back from where a roman candle ball went down my shirt during a firework battle.

[xmas74]

16. Man those sting and burn at the same time!

I remember when I got hit. It stung so bad I thought a wasp got me. Then I realized what happened when I looked down at my leg.

BTW-supposedly one of my classmates died while playing this,though it's never been confirmed. The story from his family was that he was in his pick up truck on a dirt road and didn't see the train tracks with the oncoming train. Family says he was alone but a few claim to have witnessed it. Supposedly he was playing with another truck and that truck saw the train. The two in the back of his truck jumped out, one of them dislocating his shoulder.

Dumbest thing I've ever done and I'll beat my child if I catch her doing something like it.

[DS1]

13. Dart fights

with metal darts. One team on one side of the pool table, the other team on the other side.

I don't know why we played it, but we played it. Oh yes, there was blood.

[commander bunnypants]

14. I am suprised some of us

are not dead, blind or maimed

sigh those were the days.

I actually had a set of lawn darts


CB

[xmas74]

17. Get drunk and play jarts.

Now those were the days.

Remember how if you had a beer in your hand there was no way the dart would land in that plastic circle target on the grass? I have friends who wear their scars from jarts as a badge of pride.

We used to play horseshoes while drinking too. To this day I need to have something in my empty hand while playing or else I can't balance myself properly.