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#27 - procrasturbate
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(06/20/2014) [-]
I remember some little **** put a pebble in a snowball.
#48 to #27 - theugandanhero
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(06/20/2014) [-]
I remember about 8 or 9 years ago we lived next to daycare whose owner had a little psycho for a son, he thought it would be funny to chase me and my twin brother around his yard with a little pocket knife he had while laughing the whole time. The winter after that we all had snowball fights, and I took one of the pebbles that lined the side of our house (one of the biggest ones I could find), packed it into a snowball, and while the kid was busy making himself a snowball, I yelled "Hey, Myron!" he looked up and I pelted him straight in his eye with the damn thing. He then proceeded to run inside and tell his mommy, and came back out with a huge purple bruise under his eye socket. I swore up and down that it was just a snowball (with the exception that there was a small amount of ice inside) and she believed me and told Myron to play in his own yard from there on in.
Sorry for the long story but what you said triggered one of my favorite memories.