One of my best friends, Chris Mize… we actually started out as enemies on the bus to elementary school. He lived close to me, which was around 5 miles… dirt road country and all.
We used to play a “bomber” game. We’d take blackcats which is a firecracker you light then it explodes. We’d wait until night time and hide in the ditch next to the road, wait for a pickup to drive by, light a couple and throw them into the bed of the truck.
One night… didn’t know it was his neighbor. His neighbor thought someone was shooting at him. He let out his dogs, grabbed his shotgun and came looking for the shooter. Chris and I snuck through the brush and the woods avoiding him until we got back to his house.
The neighbor had already called his his mom to warn her that someone was shooting at him. As soon as we got to the house she looked at us and we knew she knew what we were doing.
We had to go to his house with our heads down and apologize.
‘it was still fun though lol.
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