Today I am at work and my son is with me. I gave him a few bucks to go shopping at a strip mall across the street. He comes back with this dart gun. 
and tells me he is going to hunt birds.
I jokingly tell him not to kill anything he doesn't intend to eat. I am thinking there is no way he is going to shoot a bird with a rubber dart that weighs 1mg and leaves the barrel at 10 fps.
Five minutes later he comes in with this in his hands saying don't worry dad I am going to eat it. 
I wouldn't have believed it if there wasn't an adult witnesses that was pretty mad at my son.
The bird is alive possibly hurt or maybe just in shock
I am hoping it survives and I will let it loose. If not my son is eating it.
Don't know if I should be proud of my son's mad toy rubber dart gun hunting skills or not
LOL! That's pretty awesome, actually! He must have got right up on that bird.
Father-in-law told me he once had to skin and eat 50 chimp monks. When a parent tells you ( You kill it, You eat it. ) make sure you are hungry. :bbq
Father-in-law told me he once had to skin and eat 50 chimp monks. When a parent tells you ( You kill it, You eat it. ) make sure you are hungry. :bbq
Classic! :clap
be proud of my son's mad toy rubber dart gun hunting skills
// This //....he must be one heck on a stalker. The woods better watch out when this one comes of age!!
