Yep, that's me, pointing a squirt gun into my mouth and firing away. You could do this back in the day (wa-a-ay back!!) and no one thought twice about it. I think so, anyway. What do I really know? I was about eighteen months old at the time. Squirt guns were everywhere. My older brothers were squirting everything in sight, including me. Getting my hands on one was easy. And, the cold water felt so good on a hot day. The squirt of water tickled the back of my mouth. How refreshing! Am I wearing girls underpants or boys? Did I mention I have older brothers?
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