My hot wheels were my favorite toys.
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My video games. As well as all my toys cars. I had this one huge helicopter that had side doors you could open, and there were soldiers and all this other cool stuff it had. Of course, almost every toy I had, whenever my cousin would come over, he would take it or how he would say "borrow" it and I would never see them again. My parents told me to just let him keep it. He once took my Xbox controller and a video game once, which were both 60 dollars. I had to buy another new controller since I had nothing else to play with.
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The outside :p Most specifically Trees
Me and my cousins used to love to go outside and climb trees for fruit and stuff and then take it back to our parents to make jam out of and what not for lunch.
We also used to "explore"(you'd be surprised what there is to explore on a 21sq mile rock) and jump from tree to tree(no monkey jokes >,> ) to get there and stuff.
Not a literal toy, but was our Toy :p
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I use the free version of Google Sketch up for a lot of my creative crap.... Its free, and simple... But its decent enough.
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PS1, PS2 and Nintendo Gamecube(Metroid Prime, Super Smash Bros., TimeSplitters 2/Future Perfect, MGS: SnakeEater, FF7, V8, Twisted Metal 3&4, resident evil 2/4, kingdom Hearts), cheap Crossman airsoft gun, and Lego's.
Oh and I use to have a couple of friends in Lima (who I still see once in awhile) who had a Xbox and we would spend all day playing Halo 2 multiplayer & co-op.
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Lionel Train set. My God Father gave it to me as a Welcome To the United States present. It was huge and my adult male relatives played with it so often, that I seldom could get near it. To solve that problem my God Father bought a used steam engine that the Santa Fe Rail Road was selling. Eventually the Union Station said it had to be moved so it went to a refinery that my grandfather owned. Problem there was it was a hazard in that a spark thrown in the wrong way and eighteen tanks full of crude would blow. Again, adult males had a lovely time with it. Still no toys as such. Eventually I was given a chemistry set and some sort of collection of metal pieces that one could put together and make merry go rounds or bascule bridges. As I had no friends-I refused to speak English to them-I contented myself reading the Wall Street Journal and handicapping horse that my grandfather had running. I saw what other young people had and wondered at their stupidity in thinking some plastic something was "fun".
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