I like the westerns, and I remember the Rifleman well. Yeah, it was nice when kids could just have fun playing with toy guns; cowboys and indians and such. Nowadays, it's just damned scary for sure..

No PC shit for my boys- we have a crap load of "toy" guns.

You know, when you don't have bullets, the best thing about having a wooden stock is that it thumps your brother harder than a mere plastic one.

I was always the hostage/damsel in distress in the old days... two big brothers - 6 and 8 years older than me - they loved their gun fights with me in the middle tied up or hand cuffed and taken hostage and passed between the two of them for whatever loot they could get.

Remember how loud those cap guns were in a cinder block basement devoid of everything else save a washer/dryer and your pop's workshop? Pretty dang loud.