War fun

Yesterday I went in a shop to buy a torch. That one you can fix on your forehead with elastic bands, so handsfree! The shop is rather new, and because in front of it there is often a mannequin dressed in camouflage outfit, I was sure it was a hunter shop, where they would definitely have my torch. But no way, what a pity. The shopkeeper explained to me way: this was not a hunter shop, but a shop to buy all the stuff you want to play war, so all the guns, machine-guns and even kalashnikovs I saw hanging at the walls were plastic dummies. I'm still flabbergasted: play war for adults? Have fun boys!