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Helicoptering our knobs.

When I was a kid, my town had a bowling ball factory where they would leave the rejected balls in a big pile in back of the building, unguarded. In winter, we would sometimes nick a few and walk to one of the bridges on the local river which had iced over and drop the balls in. Dropping little rocks into water is cool and all, but absolutely nothing compares to the satisfying explosion from one of those bowling balls on ice.

Why do men always want to hog all these enjoyable past-times? Next they'll be claiming that stuff like stepping on frozen puddles on the side of the road to hear the satisfying cracking noises is a "guy thing". Like please, we all know men don't go outside.

We also like sticks!

Odd seeing this dude outside his funny hospital based insta/tiltok content

Oddly specific

It's not the size of the rock that matters, it's how you throw it.

Hitting something with a ranged attack. Doesn't matter the target, doesn't matter the projectile. Basketball at hoop, dart at dart board, pee at poo stain, bb gun at empty can, snowball at tree, bullet at bullseye, it's all the same to us

I think that's a great answer, a broader one would be an exciting show of force.

Great impact both physical and emotional in a singular moment in time.

Men are easily captivated by that which inspires awe both figuratively awesome and literally breathtaking, like the neuron activation equivalent of letting strong winds wrap around your body.

That's why most young adult male audience comic books involve transcending mundane limits to our reality with things like magic quirks and genetic mutations: we want to see something big happen and our frail human selves cannot handle that.

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Pizza Rolls.