September 7th, 2007
A dangerous game
With all the recent news about high levels of lead in the paint of certain toys*, I’m reminded of the good-old-fashioned pain of stepping barefoot on a lego brick.
Just out of interest, have any of you managed to injure yourselves with a childs toy?
* It’s also a commonly known fact that children don’t get enough lead in their diet these days.




















Funny you should talk about lead
in children’s toys, because that’s the
theme in my Sunday comic this week.
It’s been a while since I’ve stepped on
a Lego though. Ouch ouch ouch ouch.
For me, it was Trivial Pursuit pies. We were board-knocker-overs in our family.
Oh dear god that hurts.
I will need weeks of counselling to deal with the horrendous memories that you have drawn up.
We talking the over-sized stupid Legos or the smaller cooler Legos? Cause each is a different type of pain. It also depends on whether you get it on a corner or the pegs or the holes in the bottom.
I’ve stepped on quite a few lego bricks and broke the hoover with many more,
I managed to injure myself with many childhood toys, during my childhood.
Also with many things that shouldn’t have been considered toys, but I did anyway, including a loppers (a large scissors-like tool for cutting through branches) which cut a reasonable chunk out of my arm.
This post (?) Kingreaper: Played with fire on only one occasion, didn’t get burnt but did burn an old bin.
I still have a large circular scar on my back from when I was sitting on log bench and a friend threw a ball to me over my head. I stretched right up for it, caught it, then realised that I had nothing to break my backwards momentum … and fell straight onto a galvanised iron rubbish bin.
Lego bricks and power cords must be designed by the same pain merchants.
once, when i was an averaged-sized 5 year old, i sat on a swing and the seat clean snapped in half. i think that day remains the root of all my self-esteem problems.
Swings are evil.
It is a fact that almost all childrens toys have their roots in evil.
I’m fairly sure they can be classed by Dantes levels of hell (was it Dante?), but most are based in what ever level is Pain and Suffering.
One of the circles of Hell was for the greedy, right? I think my childhood toys conspired to send me there. I’ve gotten away from that, but now I just collect too many books.
I cut myself with a lego brick when I was wee. On the thigh. I decided it would be interested to sit on my pile of legos. I wanted to know what that would feel like. Then I walked around with a cat-scratch looking mark on my thigh for a week. Oddly enough I didn’t cry or anything, I just sort of looked at it for a while. It was interesting.
…Wow, other than that I don’t actually remember ever injuring myself with a toy.
no i personaly don’t remember getting hurt myself but who else had a mother who used our hot wheels track(long orange track)as a beating weapon….ow did that ever hurt…
! We used to use those as weapons !
Seriously, that’s harsh, really harsh – to be punished with your own toys.
heh, during my child hood, my sister and I were playing peter pan, she was peter pan, i was captain hook, she had a machete, i had a stick, i still have a scar, does that count?
Poor choice of weapon in comparison… that counts, though quite what a small child was doing with access to a machete I don’t know… she should have been using a screwdriver and pretending it was a machete.