Hey, awesome! I just spent a relaxing evening at my friend’s house, where we alternately watched FOX and threw things at eachother. Slow night, but oh well.
Well, it’s cool to know that so many know exactly what I mean. I guess the actual why of it isn’t really important after all.
Dartboard. Never thought of that. Cool 
Somebody needs to develope a “Man Size” dartboard, with BIG darts that you can really throw. Hmmm.
Yeah you don’t quite get the full effect from those little things. Especially the way you throw them (like a girly girl would throw a ball)
That’s probably why I don’t have one. I really want a bigger room and a couple of tennis balls. But a dartboard will have to do.
My neices throw as much and as often as do my sons.
A few years back when I was still fairly religious, I went on a retreat. We were all university students, and we were all supposed to go out to the lake and pray. The girls all sat around and prayed quietly, taking in the beauty of our surroundings. The boys picked up big rocks and tried to see who could break the ice on the lake first.
I don’t get why it is, but it’s damn amusing.
Two word for you my friend ** LAWN DARTS ** These were the greatest toy of all time for a young lad. A lawn dart was just what you’re asking for, a steel dart perhaps 18" long, with tough plastic fins set permanently in the back.
The idea was to grab the dart by the tip and throw it underhanded straight up as high as possible. The fins would quickly stabilize the dart so it sailed straight up, point first until it reached it’s apogee and then gracefully tipped over and began it’s decent, directly over where you and your friends were standing. In it’s decent the dart gained enough velocity to imbed itself deeply into dirt, clay, sod, trees, roofs of nearby houses or the skull of a ten year old boy. So basically they were THE…BEST…TOY…EVER. Sadly, this being America, they were already outlawed when I was playing with them in the mid 80’s (holy shit I’m getting old!) my friends and I had amassed a prized collection of perhaps a dozen of these most exciting of toys.
A misthrown dart stood a good chance of landing somewhere you didn’t want it too though, rooftops, your head, tree branches etc… Roofs weren’t really a problem since the dart had to hit at just the right angle to stick in the shingles, they mostly just rolled off. Even when they did get stuck it was easy enough to get on the neighbors roof (we never played with lawn darts near or own homes for obvisious reasons) to retrieve it. The whole time we played with them I don’t remember anyone getting hit with a dart, we were pretty good at avoiding them. Tall pine trees, however, were a killer, the darts got snagged in their branches really easy and since pine trees don’t often have any branches low enough for a ten year old to climb we were left with only one choice: Throw rocks at the branch until it gave up our lawn dart! In a way it was a win-win situation 
This reminds of another dangerous and illegal throwning activity my friends and I used to do. There was a fairly major road just outside the neighborhood we lived in (speed limit of 45mph I think) we had great fun standing by the side of the road throwing tennis balls at car windshields as they sped past. If you hit it at just the right angle those suckers would fly forever, man it was great. It also involved A LOT of running away and hiding. We never actually caused an accident but we came close a few times and quite a few cars stopped or turned around to chase us. Never got caught though.
Ahh youth… <wanders off to look for some tennis balls…>
Oh, yeah. Lawn darts. A Bart Simpson toy if ever I saw one. Those suckers were just as dangerous as all those liberals said they were. 
Ya know, if one were to really sharpen the point, and hang a poster of deers and such on the wall…
Nah, we tried that. The things were way too heavy, and didn’t fly well.