It's days like today that make me realize how much it sucks living in a post 9/11 era. I remember, back in high school, when I would be freaking ecstatic knowing that the 5th, 3rd, or 18th avenue festival would be around soon. Going meant shooting a real heavy BB gun, not some puss ass plastic crossbow. Or it meant I would be getting my hands on
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