Apparently you’re not supposed to get them wet.
It started with about 10 boys in the evening. Now it’s up to more than twenty because little boys multiply. The adorable little monsters come out in full force at about 4:30 and it’s like Lord of the Flies until sometime after dark
There are three teams and a very definite hierarchy.
There are alliances.
Nurf guns and Whose bullet is this? Guys? GUYS?
It’s like survivor but without the crying and personal attacks.
And nobody is forced to eat anything gross. At least not that I know of anyway.
Also, why do they have a tendency to congregate in our garage? It’s not like I’m feeding them or anything.
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