Oh it's on.
That's right. It happened again. Worse than before. This time the enemies identified themselves at a church youth dance. They proudly admitted their toilet paper escapades to Claire who immediately declared war:
"You are goin' down Carson and Jordan. Down!!!!"
The rules of engagement were established right there on the dance floor: No food items can be used. No attacking cars.
Claire came home from the dance and told me what had happened. I felt a little sick to my stomach. I falsely accused Devin when he delivered a birthday invitation a couple of weeks ago. He rang the doorbell and when I answered, I said: "You are a devil, you know that!" He looked at me with a blank stare and said "What????" I said "You know what!!!" He said "No, I don't!"
I thought it was just an act.
I think I owe Devin an apology. And some cookies.
See what happens in war -- you get paranoid. Paranoid!!
Guess where we were last night at 1:00 a.m. Yep. We counter attacked on a weeknight. I drove the getaway car. I would have taken pictures, but we were ambushed by someone with a garden hose.
4 stopped by to say hello.:
So this is what I have to look forward to??? It'll be payback for all the early morning hours I spent harassing others! I hope you got to take a nap today!
I LOVE that you drove the getaway car! OMG, you are so cool!
1am? Now THAT's dedication.
After shopping in your store, I have started to read your blog, and it cracks me up! So, I'm upgrading from stalking your blog, to commenting. I got in a huge tp war my senior year of high school and I too wrongly accused someone, which led to me getting the biggest prank ever. It was great fun though, your blog brings back many memories!
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