Anyway...
I was at the lunch table today, and (FLASHBACK: This weekend, at my friend Jamie's house, we played a game called Mafia. If you don't know what that is, click this, then click the first one--->http://www.sitesled.com/members/mikeburnfire/mafiascum04.swf) Jamie jokingly says, "We should play Mafia!" I laugh, then realize the following...
- Everyone was done eating.
- It's fun to play!
- Especially in big groups!
- Man, I like using bullets...
So, I'm like, "Yeah! We should play!" So, I go around the table of 8 people, and whisper their roles in their ears. It was a very crude game, with some funny stories attached, but I'll spare you from MORE of my horrid storytelling skills.
Anyway, 7th period, P.E. we ran a perimeter around the school (High school, middle school, and elementary. About a mile.). About 1 mile. And if anyone fell behind the group (of about 50), we had to stop and do pushups. Which happened about 3 times. The first time, it was on pine-needles. That hurt. The next time was on pine cones, which I luckily avoided, but I heard that it hurt. Then, the final time, we had to do it on EXTREMELY hot gravel and concrete. Nice guys, the coaches.
Good times, right? NO.
Well, that's about it. Love y'all.
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