I <3 Fireballs
Bunnies do not.
At last, at last, the long promised follow up to floppageddon. This time there was significantly less rain. What we lacked in rain we more than made up for in explosives.
And I mean really, what else can you do with 40 punds of high explosives besides spell pointless obscenities.
OH... I remember now. You can also use 40 pounds of high explosives to vaporize stuffed animals.
The cruelty shown towards the poor lil bunnies was unmatched.
It's not my fault they had a sale on cute animals that day.
Ok, I admit... that is just wrong. But not as wrong as pudding abuse.
Sam destroyed worlds.
Nick killed endangered species, including owls and pandas.
As tradition demands, I murdered Shrek.
Boom, headshot.
We made fireballs.
And it was good.
And we got the cops called on us... AGAIN. I mean jesus, it's still funny and all... but it delays my fun. Having said that, watching a lone cop walk over the hill and try to maintain some authority is kinda entertaining. He was a good sport, though, and once he was sure everything we were doing was legal he took off. For his sake I'll leave his pictures out.
And not that I'm sharing, but I have video of him fiddling around with Tucker's AR-15 haha.