-"The best way to understand it emotionally is we are like somebody who has this really cute tiger cub. Unless you can be very sure that it’s not going to want to kill you when it’s grown up, you should worry." Substitute any other wild animal and the metaphor still works.
-In Canada, the precursor to the Cubs is the Beavers, which I participated in when young.
One other thing I remember clearly was the pinewood derby: we carved cars out of blocks of wood and slapped wheels on them, then raced 'em. Each car was made of balsa wood, so they were very light.
"So far, I haven’t tried to kill anyone."
That sounds like a veiled threat from someone who keeps telling us about his decades of BJJ achievements.
This one's easy to counter, though: "If I had tried to kill anyone, they'd obviously be dead already."
Wait, that actually sounds like even more of a threat. Crap!
A group of boys that age is positively feral.
Indeed, we hardly needed to grow up to become dangerous!
-"The best way to understand it emotionally is we are like somebody who has this really cute tiger cub. Unless you can be very sure that it’s not going to want to kill you when it’s grown up, you should worry." Substitute any other wild animal and the metaphor still works.
-In Canada, the precursor to the Cubs is the Beavers, which I participated in when young.
Did you ever carve anything out of soap with a pocket knife? I have no idea why I remember that one so well.
I don’t think we even had pocket knives…
Growing up in the US, I'm kinda surprised it wasn't a handgun!
Definitely no guns with us. We were a bit more closer to the British original version, given our history.
One other thing I remember clearly was the pinewood derby: we carved cars out of blocks of wood and slapped wheels on them, then raced 'em. Each car was made of balsa wood, so they were very light.
Like the All-American Soapbox Derby.