Iain walked in and asked me, "What's slingshot?"
So I drew him a picture. Here's the forked stick. Here's the rubber band. Here's the rock or acorn and here you are, drawing back the band and shooting the projectile at something.
I cannot explain nor was I prepared for the look of glee on his face.
"It's a weapon," I said.
I think he knew that.
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We are in big trouble....
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