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4. When I turned 13 my dad gave me a 12 gauge shotgun for my birthday. I fired it once at a pie plate about 25 feet away and missed it entirely. Never shot it again. I'm not against firearms or hunting (just be responsible-but really, who needs an automatic weapon to go deer hunting?), it's just that firing that shotgun felt like getting punched in the face while someone pops your ears. I'm guessing I don't need that.

Now that I think about it, guns and blowing up stuff are still pretty cool... so long as nobody gets hurt.