Yesterday was the 15th birthday of my Dad's friend's daughter. We had a party at my Dad's farm, which has a nursery (a place for plants) near, and also a riverbed, and a graffiti filled underpass. I remembered that I had a digital camera, so I quickly grabbed it, dressed up, and we went to the farm.

Once we got to the farm, I was astounded at the amount of dumbasses there. There were kids with shorts, low top shoes, and basketball jerseys. They were acting gay, and they were riding horses, without even knowing what the horses' gestures meant. I saw this as a perfect chance to get back at some wannabe gangsters. Before telling you what happened, here is a map of the farm.

(note that these maps are SEPERATE, not one huge map)


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Around the farm, there are trees and very heavy brush. I quickly grabbed my 764SB Crosman air rifle, and loaded 6 bb's into the chamber so I could shoot the horse. I ran to the nursery, grabbed a handful of fertilizer, and soaked it in some window washer concentrate, then put it inside a cup.



Then I made holes in the bottom of the paper cup, and the window washer concentrate started to drip out. I waited for about 2 minutes, then pumped my rifle 10 times (the maximum), and hid in the brush.

I saw 2 wannabe gangsters heading my way, so I quickly grabbed my lighter out of my pocket, then lit the fertilizer. The wannabe gangsters were close, so I threw the flaming cup full of fertilizer, sending lots of flaming rocks everywhere. The horses got wild, and 1 horse even stood on it's hind legs. The kids were yelling, and everyone was looking at them. I then got my rifle, aimed at one of the now calmed down horses, and shot.

The 2 horses ran (apparently the bb's formed a horizontal line while in flight), and one of the kids fell off! Yes! The other kid frantically tried to stop the running horse, but he couldn't, so the he and the horse went down into the now dark river bed. He came back about an hour later, with mud all over him.

No one new who had done it. Success.

Later that night, we (me and my uncle) decided to go the to the river bed to go exploring. Sorry if some pictures suck, but the flash on a camera only goes so far. Here are the pictures…



























We decided to take pictures of the underpass…



















Me and my uncle found and old truck and 2 tractors…









Not too far from those vehicles, we found a small shed near some trees (people were trying to hide it).





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Me and my uncle love doing stuff with fire, so we gathered materials, and had fun.





The bottle exploded…



Then I kicked it…



We also threw in 1 used battery (from my digital camera). I would have thrown both double A batteries, but I decided not to. We waited a few minutes, but nothing happened. My uncle told me that it would be better off just to go, so I hesitantly agreed. We went up (towards the main part of the farm), and we saw a cock.



A minute passed, and my curiosity got the best of me. I started walking towards the battery in the fire, and my uncle told me to come back. Not 2 seconds later, the battery blew up. It sent shrapnel to the left of me. I could hear a piece of metal hit a metal pole about 30 yards away, with lots of force. I was really grateful that my uncle told me to come back.

On my treacherous trek, I cut myself. I was unable to tend to my horrible wound, so I just waited till we got to the main part of the farm.

When we got there, the only thing that was accessible to me was a business card…



So I used it.

We sat near a bonfire the rest of the night, watching some drunk guys dance with each other.



We all had lots of fun, some way or another, except for the birthday girl. Her dad said something to her that made her cry, BUT, I had lots of fun.





I also found a very cool SUV…





I also found the good stuff…



My little sister also got a new horse. She is only 8 (soon to be 9), and she HAS 2 #%!@IN HORSES! I on the other hand, am the owner of a chicken! How fair is that?



Finally, here is a picture of Kua-Zee at the party.



Thanks for reading my egg!