This story takes place at a ‘resort’ town in southern western Manitoba, beautiful spot.. Big cliffs all around a long, skinny, river-like lake. the three of us were well known as the bad ass kids in town... when we were around you best hide.... If you had been awaken by bombs in the middle of the night, if your place had been vandalized, or if you broke a leg chasing down kids that stole something of yours... Well that would be us.. (side note with the bombs, actually gave a lady a heart attack by blowing up a bomb in her front yard) This particular story happened on a sunny Sunday afternoon.. One of those afternoons where everyone is already outside at 11 AM in their bathing suit, walking around, eating ice cream perhaps. The weather a bomby 33 degrees (or 95f) and not a cloud in the sky... Being the night owls we were, this was our down time... We crawled out of bed and decided that we couldn’t wait again until nightfall.. Something must be done in the sunlight... We walked outside a while thinking what could be done at such a time when... SPLASH! A young boy, probably 14, with a strong English accent sprayed me in the side of the head playfully with a water gun... The light bulbs went off in Joes head and we immediately agreed upon the task. You see this young chap from England was well know as the “annoying kid who tries to fit in with everyone by being obnoxious but tattles on you for everything so you get super pissed off at him” kid. Our dark idea involved nothing more then what he had used on me. A water gun.. The contents we chose to get him back with??????? Joes piping hot Urine. When the bottle was filled and the gun was ready, we jumped in the van and swung around the block a few times. Finally we spotted those bobbing blonde jerry curls and an shirtless over weight boy bouncing away from the beach and towards the road. With Joe driving, Corey in the back watching with Great anticipation, I sat in the passenger seat, gun in hand, feeling the warmth of Joe’s Urine though the plastic against my fingertips... Closer we crept, the boy oblivious to what was about to happen.. Here we were! right on top of him! Like any great “boyz in the hood” style drive-by, I popped up from the crouch position and hung half out the window. I squeezed the trigger twice, squirt* squirt*, by the time he knew what had hit him, he was already rejoicing..... and soaking up the new ‘friends’ he had made who wanted a good old fashioned water fight... I squeezed three more shots out as he was slowly moving to the back of the vehicle... Squirt* squirt* squirt* to my disbelieve after the first shot was fired he opened his mouth in excitement!!! SPLASH first hit right on his forhead with afterspray running through that golden blonde hair. SPLASH final shot directly into the mouth of the victim... Immediately changing the expression on his face from sheer joy to disgust and confusion.... We sped away...
Oddly enough we never got tattled on for that one.... Good thing :)
Oddly enough we never got tattled on for that one.... Good thing :)
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