Skirmish?
- Monsoon
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- Joined: Sun Jul 13, 2003 2:14 pm
Yesterday I was at my friend Jordan's house, goofing around with junk in his garage. He started bugging me, and went on and on about it. I pulled out an SS50 (actually can survive in a war again his own arsenal) and filled it up when he went inside. As he opened to door, I jumped out from behind his car and shot him in the face. His reaction was really funny and I burst out laughing. In this time, he grabbed an already luckily filled SC400 from the shelf in his garage. He got me once but I dodged the other shots he squeezed off. I ran into his backyard, trying to lure him into a trap. He never came and I went into the front yard. He was sitting in his car with the windows rolled down and the doors locked. every time I passed a window, he shot me. I snuck up to an open window, and slowly aimed my soaker at him. I got him in the back of his head. He ran out screaming like a girl (hopefully he was doing it on purpose) and again, I burst out laughing. He shot me to the point where I got angry. When he ran around the corner, I took the bottle off the SS 50 I've been using. When Jordan had his back turned, I dumped the entire bottle of freezing cold water down his back. He yelled "Hey, that's not fair! prepare to meet your doom Mr. personwithawaterbottle! AAARRRGGHHH!". I immetiately started running like my life was on the line. I sprinted iside his house. I was trapped, with no water blasters to be found. I picked up a sport water bottle, filled it up and ran outside like a madman. He wasn't there. I walked into the backyard and he was unarmed. I got him good with the sprt bottle. That was when we got out towels and ate chips.
Do not underestimate the power of stupidity in large groups