Message #14641

[uselesslegs]

When she went all Coddle Johnny...I pictured a childhood friend, Brian.  Well, not really a 'friend'...more like someone who lived on the street.  A shit-ton of neighborhood kids had gotten together to have a water balloon war one summer.  We'd talked about it for weeks, got ourselves really worked up. Got permission from the parents, who helped us set it all up. This was gonna be the greatest thing...evah!  Buckets filled with water balloons were spread out at a bunch of various points all over this empty lot across the street from my house. There were big pine trees and bushes all over the lot, plus some make shift mini forts we'd put up...well, they weren't really forts...they were just a bunch of wood and other crap we'd nailed together for something to hide behind. The rules were, no nut shots and keep the head shots to a minimum (yea right)...and everyone would spread out to different points on the lot, near a bucket...and one of the parents would yell, "Go!"  

I knew my ass was grass because I was a limping sloth on two shitty legs...but who cared...it was summer and water balloons man!  While we were all going over last minute BS...Brian had already palmed a balloon or two when no one was paying attention and tried to blast me in the nuts, but it missed horribly...freakin thing didn't even break when it hit the ground, it just rolled.  But his other throw hit some chick (can't remember her name) square in the kisser, at close ass range, while all the rest of us were yelling we hadn't spread out yet to officially start the balloon war.  He was all smirking and shit.  The girl he hit...he hit hard as holy hell, her head actually recoiled...I remember thinking, "god damn!"

Well...this sorta kinda made that asshole a target and everyone grabbed a balloon and just went bunker buster on his ass.  His mom, who was watching from across the street with some other moms and dad's came storming over yelling and screaming "we" couldn't team up against one person and to stop, stop, stop!!!  At no point had she yelled at her son when he ninja attacked the chick in the mug or tried to blast my cum fruit before we officially started...but oh man...let her baby get blasted by 5 or 6 balloons and she went ape shit.  Needless to say, after her momma grizzly session was over, we all went after her baby Jesus again...and he yelled what assholes we all were and left the battlezone crying.  War is hell.

Good times...Good times.