Saturday, August 28, 2010

The One Time At Band Camp...

On the first days, it was the squad leaders, and it was good.

On the second day, the freshmen came too, and it was chaos. But order eventually came, and marching was taught, and it was good.

On the third through sixth days, everyone came. There was rain, and there was much weeping and gnashing of teeth. But music was learned, and tired lips played new notes, and it was good.

On the seventh day, the marching routines came together. Not all was perfect, but much was good. Then, from buckets and pockets (and bras..), the seniors pulled water balloons and silly string. Freshmen were soaked. Sweet watery death fell from the sky. Revenge was gained on all who weeped and gnashed teeth, and it was good.

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