Fwd:

   One year when I was like ten my brothers got air soft guns for Christmas. The one rule my parents gave them was to not shoot anybody with them. They agreed and that rule worked for the first week probably. Then every other day they would run up to me and hold me down and put the gun to my leg and would ask, loaded or not loaded? But the game was alway rigged because the gun was always loaded and they would shot me no matter what I said.