Throwing Things

For some reason there is a deep sense of satisfaction that comes from throwing things at people you know when they are least expecting it. I'm not sure where it comes from, but when Princess Aurora and I are hucking things at our friends in Delta Phi, I just feel happier inside. It's all in fun of course. This morning the boys in apartment 5 were all out on the balcony, because it was beautiful. Having all those guys in one spot was just too tempting. I went to the kitchen and grabbed my bag of carrots (the same one we used when the FedEx truck was our target practice). When none of the guys were looking our way, we carefully removed the screen from our window. We broke the carrots in half in order to create more ammo and then started hucking them our the window. Unfortunatly, they were just about 5 feet too far away for us to hit. We waited for a while. Finally, Lashes walked down the stairs to his roommate's car to get something. He was greeted by a shower of carrot hunks flying at him. we only actually hit him like twice, but it's the thought that counts. We were focusing so hard at aiming that we didn't notice his roommate slip into his apartment. When we withdrew back into the shelter of our rooms, all of the sudden there was a BANG, as a water balloon splashed against the window. We looked up to see another one come sailing through our open window. SPLAT!!!! The water was everywhere. My bed and our chest of drawers were soaked. We shrieked! We heard all the boys across the way went into hysterics.