We had a track meet yesterday. We figured that we didn't even need to go to 3rd period, so we just hung out at the gym.
We got there and 3 HOURS LATER than it was supposed to be the meet started.
About 7 hours into the meet I decided to have a little bit of fun and put ONE ice cube in Mango's shirt. It kind of missed and stayed at the top.
(Sam, this is somewhat like the Weasel incident)
So Mango decides to pull me over to the ice chest and dump a WHOLE HANDFULL of ice down my back. And since our track uniform shirts are sleeveless, I wore a white t-shirt tucked into my pants so it wouldn't hang. (Don't worry, I did NOT tuck the uniform shirt in!) So when Mango put the ice down my back, it went into the white shirt.
So I go to Nikki and tell her that my back hurts. I guess that she thought that it was mucles or something cause she begins to bang on my back and twist me in all sorts of wierd positions.
"IT'S NOT MY BACK IT'S ICE!!!" I scream.
"Oh, then why don't you get it out?"
So she starts to SHAKE my shirt. Remember how my shirt's tucked in?
Yeah. So I had ice down my pants. *bows*
