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Integrity 

Integrity is one of several paths. It distinguishes itself from the others because it is the right path…And the one in which you will never get lost.

Mr. Southworth...I must say, your observations were cleverly and beautifully stated, described and exemplified by the metaphorical use of the apparatuses used to create the observance of the size of the unnamed objects.

And although observances are usually different for every person...as we see things differently...I must say that the  BAZOOKAS you have discussed in your essay would have been more observable had the lovely women who fought the battle worn white. But then again...as we did when we were young...we can only DREAM!

In any event, you will get away with your coments where as I may not. LOL

Leave it to JS to find a new meaning for "pistols" and "bazookas"!!   Never thought of it like that, but yes, KMG's bazookas beat my pistols any day!   Tell Mr. Smiley to keep his two-cents out of it!   That's why Toni should have played . . .  she has some great bazookas!!    

Hey good idea Karen-maybe we can build some bunkers and some different kinds of surprises for them - bring some change of clothes for the Turncoat, and some rubber booties so her feet stay dry! 

Toni may have kept her powder dry but she didn't have half as much fun as the "bloodlust belles". Jack and Bruce fought a good fight but so did the girls. The rematch next year should be awesome. As soon as I get the blueprints for Gordy's place, I'm going to start mapping out our new plan of attack.  

Turncoat just knew that she had to go home with Bruce and she did not want to have to feed all those dogs by herself (which was actually pretty smart).  And we knew you would take up for shoot em' from the hip Hawkins!    And Jack - I will send all of the pics just as they were taken.  It was too much fun not to show all of them.

Cheezehead - don't be taking Turncoat side - she is the one that gave two guns to her husband to ambush me with.  I mean here I was standing there, the innocent  person  that you know that I am and all of the sudden I get drenched from behind!  I actually looked like I walked out of the shower.  Don't listen to Jack, from the hip, Hawkins, most of the time he stood behind the fence and shot at us.  We had to come up with the bucket trick & it did not get anything but cement!!!   Don't worry - we will plan better next time - we'll get Gordy first!!!!!

Jack...when my feet get wet, sometimes they become webbed...flat-footed, webbed feet..quack, quack.  I promise that border on Gordy's flowerbed moved and tripped me, but I came out with nothing more than a swan-dive..and I managed not to need a crane to lift me off the sidewalk....as I landed that trip with both feet (webbed) planted firmly on the ground....but it did hurt like the devil!  I had a great time!  Cheezehead, thanks for the award..I'll take it!

Time to get the story straight! Gordy first brought out bags of those small water guns that leak as much water as they shoot and have to be refilled after two squirts. With those, I wasn't worried to much, even with all the gals pointing them at me, going "pow-pow" before they had any water in them. Then Gordy brought out four water cannons. I told him I would need one just to defend myself. He kept one and gave me one. Where the others went I didn't know. I filled mine at the kitchen sink and went outside. Gordy called out, "Come on, they'er in the bathroom filling up". Gordy threw open the door and opened fire and RAN. Next thing I know Gordy is gone.(He let someone "test drive" one of his cars and it quit a few blocks away.) Now it is four gals against me. Out comes Bruce with two pumpers blazing. I don't know where the white one cam from. I suspect Shortcake brought it with her. Even at two to one, thing were about even till Sandy MacM starting filling a small tub with water and trying to fling it on us. Then the low down sneak attack took place. KMG threw up her hands declaring she had lost her contact. From our childhood we all know that that statement causes EVERYTHING to stop. Sandy Mac came over to help and then they both opened up on me. Now I was completely wet, top of my head to my feet- on the front. Somehow Bruce now only had one gun and SN had his other gun. He said Toni took it away from him. Shortly after that a truce was called, after which the gals claimed victory. An independent audit taken showed the gals to be "wettest", from which Bruce and I claim victory. Pictures were taken for both sides claims. (Somehow I bet the guys victory shots will be "lost" or "unable to view") The rest of the evening was spent drying out and reliving the battles with the dry observers adding comments. While the rest of us stood in front of the coolers trying to dry off, I have no idea what SN and Toni were doing in those pictures. (Wait till you see them and then you post your guesses)  One side note. It is interesting to find that if you wet Toni's feet, she stumbles even if she is walking on a level sidewalk. As usual, Gordy threw a GREAT bash. Wonderful food and fun. Those of you who weren't there, you were TALKED ABOUT.  Too much fun!