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John-Paul was inside, raiding Kade's refrigerator, while
The Kade-man & I thrashed, smashed & basically buried each other in snow.
It
was obvious to the naked eye, that this was a sluggish way to ignite The Hype. Then, I
suggested we cruise over to the UAA dorms. All was in favor.
When we arrived on the scene, there
wasn't a soul in site. John-Paul doubts the decision to come & all seemed lost...
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4 guys exit a dorm room. They're laughing.
They're smoking, giggling & about to be hit
with my state-of-the-art custom made
snowball, but, I missed. However, that is how it all began.
"The once quiet courtyard at
The
UAA
dorms became an all out bashing war, known
to
all as The Great Snowball Fight!"
Look, over there... An innocent student carries
clothes back to his dorm room...
Splat! Over
there, a couple of cuties return home from an evening class...
Splat! Splat! There... Splat!
Here... Splat! &, too late... Splat!
Well, true believer, it is my proud pleasure
to say unto
you, that the small retaliation that started between
a few college boys & I, grew out
of control! There were more than 100 snowball tossing students
in this great battle & believe me, nobody was safe. Teams, gone! Friendships, no
more!
So, if your opponent called a truce, please, we're talking
WAR! |
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In the midst of this heroic battle, John-Paul obtained
a positive mack vibe from some girl. How? I don't know. He left me with 3 snowballs,
maneuvered across the courtyard & up into some girls dorm room, 3 stories high.
At the present time, my mind was a complete blur.
I took refuge underneath a
Christmas tree, patiently awaiting the bitter sweet end. Then, John-Paul did the
unthinkable...
"Geo!" He shouted from
above. "Come on Geo! You can't hide underneath that tree
for long!"
All eyes bounced from tree
to tree, until they found
me. There was no need to think twice. I abandoned my hide-out & headed
for "the hills"
(that 3rd floor dorm room). It appeared to be the courageous race of my life. I
bobbed & weaved. Ducked & dodged. I flew, under intense snowball
fire,
up that seemingly long flight of stairs. When I entered that dorm room, I was
aching in pain. I was an exhausted & totally wet, crusader of The Hype.
Inside, I met Melonie, while John-Paul flirted with his
new gal pal, Teri. My mission, true believer, was complete.
"It was a
good night for The Hype!"
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