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Sometimes the attacks were more personal than familial. One time
Justin's neighbor girls were out camping in the field behind their
house so we decided to go terrorize them. We started by creeping
around to sneak up on them and scare them. That was okay fun but then
Ryan started picking up dried cow pies and throwing it at them. They
were scared at first but then they started to get angry and yelled at
us. We started throwing more stuff at them and then Ryan broke out
and ran into their little camp and snatched up a girls sleeping bag
and shook her down into the bottom of the bag and held the open end
up in the air. She was mad as hell and screaming about grievous
bodily harm that she wished on all of us. Justin happened upon a
fantastic plan, we should throw the cow poop into the bag. Bully
genius. We grabbed up a few cow pies and threw them down the throat
of the bag onto its very mad and increasingly vocal occupant. We were
too caught up in the purely transcendent pleasure of loading cow poop
into her bag that we didn't notice that the party was coming to an
end in the form of her recently awakened and agitated father. He came
out of the house and was across the back yard before we noticed and
when he got out to us we scattered and ran to hide in the field. He
yelled for us to come back but any kid who comes back when some one
tells them to deserves what they get. We waited for the heat to blow
over and then we went back to Justin's house where his dad was
waiting for us and after midnight that is never a good sign. He
didn't even ask our side of the story he just grabbed Ryan's arm and
kicked him hard in the butt, then he did the same for Justin and then
he pointed at me and told me I was going home. I heard that loud and
clear went and got my sleeping bag and wadded it up in my haste and
left. I walked the three blocks home in the middle of the night and
snuck back into my house and fidgeted in fear for a few hours before
I fell asleep. I guess they figured the incident was over and that I
was not an instigator because no one ever called my parents and I
never got in trouble. It was just fine with that.
