What ensued was a crappy attempt at a war that would have made even the Vietnam War look good. For something like 10 minutes, Adam and I chased Luc from the garage, over the patio and into the backyard. We�d be attacked for about 30 seconds until we�d run back again. Now, by what master plan of God was Luc trying to fulfill here? I mean, he made little if any attempt to get us at all. About 20 minutes later, I managed to get the stupid water pistol of Luc and ended it all. However, my shirt was drenched in the process.
Now the next debacle that followed was none other than that game 'Spin the Bottle.' Here is just a sample of some of the dares that were carried out:
going up to the neighbour's house and asking him 'do you masterbate'?
putting a sausage down their pants;
someone else actually eating that same sausage;
spraying deoderant down someone's pants;
putting frozen peas down their pants;
Then the party started to die down gradually. In the background was some crappy techno song which sounded quick strikenly to the tune of the old version of Tetris. I was sprayed yet again but this time not by Luc, but by someone else. So I chased after this guy and knowing how much I hated this guy, I pulled out my gun and pulled the trigger. Much to my dismay, it didn't work.
For the last 10 minutes of the party, I played Ping Pong against the wall. I know it's sad, but by this stage, there was nothing else to do. Then the party was over and I was picked up for the journey home.
So there it is; four hours of sheer hell that I hopefully will never encounter in the near future. If it does happen again, however, hell will break lose.
P.S.- Oli, if you are reading this, believe me, I have nothing against you, it's just that the facts have to be told.
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