They never seemed to work right, one cap would hardly make a noise and if you stacked them, they wouldn't go off. Then I would resort to smacking a whole roll of caps with a sledge hammer. That made a noise.
Sometimes I wonder how I made it through childhood with all of my fingers and toes in tact.
They never seemed to work right, one cap would hardly make a noise and if you stacked them, they wouldn't go off. Then I would resort to smacking a whole roll of caps with a sledge hammer. That made a noise.
Sometimes I wonder how I made it through childhood with all of my fingers and toes in tact.
They never seemed to work right, one cap would hardly make a noise and if you stacked them, they wouldn't go off. Then I would resort to smacking a whole roll of caps with a sledge hammer. That made a noise.
Sometimes I wonder how I made it through childhood with all of my fingers and toes in tact.