I remember the countless manhunt games i had in my yard and in the woods by my house. I remember all the trouble me and matt got ourselves into and the retarted ways that we got ourselves outta it....
i remember year after year Theremin would have Superbowl parties and we'd all eat pizza and watch a few superbowl commercials and end up playing man-hunt in his huge cavernous basement! we'd play ...
man, our basement is huge like that too. so everytime we had a sleepover we would play deep-dark tag. and everytime either amanda or heather would run face first into the poles that support our h...
that soudns like someone would definitely lose a finger. or two.
what are you talking bout? the boys did this last week. and the straw fights? simply insane.
Yeah..the spit balls must end..or maybe we need to start doing it to?
neither of us have good enough aim.
Maybe if we got a reaaaallllly big straw?
i doubt even then we could accomplish it.
Matt provides a very..ample..target area.
hahahhahahaha. i can't go anymore with this conversation.