bullet belt.
Circa fall 2004 - spring 2005. freshman year.
We were playing airsoft at the time. Evan was one of the regular players. We went to the nearby CQB place, and I noticed Evan had a belt which he claimed had real bullets. His dad was a cop, you see, and he had access to real bullets, or something. Now that sounds fishy but apparently four years ago I believed him rather than figuring that more likely they were fake bullets from some hot topic belt, but I digress.
I snapped at him and gave him a ton of shit about how it was really dangerous to be playing with real bullets, how if the primer somehow got struck in the wrong way he could kill somebody, and I didn’t want to be involved until he took them off.
He took off his little bullet attachments. I probably didn’t really care.
