And to think it happened at band... I mean, SOCCER, camp.

xD. Could NOT, resist. Well. Being the kind soul I am, I was present at, and participated in my cousin's soccer camp. Well. There was this ongoing war between the little kids and the big kids (even though there was a little kid in the big kid's group. xD . he was brothers with one o' the kids, so I guess that's why). It was very entertaining. So, I guess here's the story...

Yesterday.

I wasn't there personally, but this is how Pepper described it.... First the little kids came down and kicked all the big people's soccer balls into the corn field. So the big people came, took the little kids' balls, and threw 'em as far as the could into... I think the football stadium. Then the little kids' coach had a bet with the big people's, Papa T. Well, Papa T lost, and supposedly his kids weren't allowed to get the hot dogs afterwards. Well, Papa T's kids finished their cool down/stetches first, and in turn, got their hot dogs first. Well that pissed the little people off. So, apparently, the main guy's daughter said to Pepper, "You guys are gonna get whipped tomorrow." So Pepper was like "Yeah... sure. 'Cause you guys can do SO much to us."

Today.

It was raining. Like crazy. I was there for this. Well, anyway, Papa T's kids (which I was included in. If I say "we" This is whom I'm referring to) started it, of course. This time we took their balls 'n' threw 'em in the parking lot. Someone actually managed to make one go AROUND the school, which, trust me, was an accomplishment. So the little people came down for revenge, with squirtguns. And don't ask me how, but three of our group had them as well. Well, the little people tried to take our balls while some squirted at us. They got one ball, which was instantly recovered. Someone was squirting Pepper, who had like three soccer balls in her hands, and she yells, "Dude! It's RAINING. Do you think I care?!" And eventually that little kid gave up. One of Pepper's friends, who shall be known to you as... Hornet (to those who know her: There is reason for this) was not so fortunate (or resistent. Whatever.). The same little kid squirted Hornet, who whacked her face off a metal fence. She wasn't too pleased. I however, went and raided the little kids again in all the mayhem. I stole their coaches jacket. I left the inside part open to the rain, and that coach actually dumped water on another girl, you shall call her Windy, and got it all over his jacket. Boo-hoo. >:)

I'm so badass. I know.

~Badass KK, Somewhere, USA.