That's okay, Bobert, because pencils don't have lead in 'em, just graphite. And the Idaho Legion isn't allowed real bullets anyway; they mostly use those flourescent green Nerf things. Nobody's gotten hurt yet, except "Nose" Pickens, who didn't notice one floatin' in his beer and danged near choked on it. That was probably 'cause his beer was left over the St. Patrick's Day and was colored green. Problem was, they couldn't find any green cake coloring for St. Pat's day to dye the beer with, so they used Rit dye. Nobody got sick or nothin', but the folks at the sewer treatment plant got a real surprise and Hairy Larry is still trying to scrub the color out of the urinals and toilets up at the Legion Hovel.

They are, however, allowed real explosives, probably in the hope that they'll blow themselves up or something. The only time they've come close though was when Flatulent Fannie accidently lit a cigarette after the annual cabbage-beans-'n'-beer blast. There were better'n fifty people in Hovel at the time and the air was a bit dense; the blast prit near got the Hovel into orbit. Witnesses outside the Hovel said it went up some two hunnert feet, turned over three times and landed back on the foundations but with the west door now opening to the east, and vice versy. Didn't even break any of the liquor bottles in the bar.