This morning when I woke up, I could barely move, my muscles hurt so badly. I guess that's what I get for running away from little kids for about an hour, and then proceeding to laugh my ass off for about three hours (maybe not that long, but it sure felt like that this morning)!
At Brittany's party yesterday, Katy decided to show us how to play Monster Ball; the person who is it gets about sixty seconds to hide the ball, and then the rest of the people have to try and find it and get everyone back on base with the ball. If the person who is it hits you with the ball that they get to throw, then you're out, and you have to go to "jail" and wait for someone to tag you back in. Well, the last game we played, there wasn't just one person that was "it," but three, and they were all little. One was too little to run, but the other two you really had to run from. It didn't help that the one kid is good at many sports, and he is younger, so he can run a lot longer than any of us.
Needless to say, after about thirty or forty minutes of us running from the little kids, we just gave up; we couldn't run anymore, we were too exhausted. I don't think that it was a good idea to have them all be it, especially since we had already played about three rounds before that, so we were tired to begin with.
That's definately not a do-over; not for me, anyways. But, it was fun, even though we technically got beaten by some kids.
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