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"They were over at my grandmother’s house. 'Go play in the yard, kids! Here are some medieval weapons to chuck around. Nice and sharp aluminum tips! Watch how high they go!'"

"We had some off-brand version of the Skip-It. It was a lemon. Literally, a heavy plastic lemon. Fun for about 30 seconds until you crack your shin."

"I bought them at Toys "R" Us with money from washing cars in the neighborhood. They were just as dangerous as you would expect, lol. They didn't really work as they did in the commercials. 😅" 

"Sodding clackers!! Lethal damn things they were. We all ended up wrapping socks round our wrists to avoid severe bruising and broken bones. They weren't glass, though in the '70s, they were insanely hard, solid-filled ~~plastic~~ acrylic."

"I just want to say that I have a Creepy Crawlers tray burn mark on my arm to this day."

"I had the infamous 1950s-era Gilbert chemistry set — complete with uranium AND radium. The uranium was in the form of small pebbles. The radium was impregnated onto a small piece of paper, sort of like coarse sandpaper. Of course, there were 100+ other chemicals with varying levels of toxicity. This was a birthday gift from one of my uncles. I had so much fun with it. I talked my mom into driving all over town so I could get some dry ice to build a crude cloud chamber. Half a century later, I have had life-threatening cancer three times... Hmmm, wonder if there is a connection?"

"BB guns. Those things stung like crazy."

"Mine was one of my favorite toys. It was so hypnotic and satisfying to play with. The way the mercury could be split and then reform. So good. So dangerous, though."

"The Easy-Bake Oven. I never had any trouble, but I heard later that they had a tendency to catch on fire and/or explode."

"Metal oven, metal cake pan, industrial lightbulb mixed with sus cake mix and teeny brains."

"The metal Tonka truck, dumper, backhoe, end loader… Pretty much the whole Tonka set. I still have scars from the sharp metal edges."

"A wood-burning set. A bunch of small cedar planks and a tool that I think is just a soldering tool. I think it was rated for ages 13+, but I managed to talk my mom into getting it for me for Christmas when I was 10. At age 14, I burned a tiny spot on my hand, but it healed with nothing to show for it. I still have the tool."

"Friend’s daughter had one maybe 20 years ago. She jumped on it, and it compressed and stuck in the compressed position. She got off and was trying to figure out why it stuck when it released and took out a few of her teeth in the process. He was able to get her a nice little settlement for that, and luckily, the teeth were still baby teeth, and the adult ones came in fine."

"Those things were disastrous. I begged my mom to get them. Still can't believe she gave in as cautious as she was."

"I almost broke my ankles on those things."

"We definitely had to evacuate a small basement when about a dozen 11-year-olds played with multiple packages each, and we got lightheaded and dizzy. Fun times."

"I have no idea how I survived that Pogo Bal. It bounced in every direction but straight, and launched me face first into concrete many times."