| Ah, well, hello my friends. I hope for this to become the first of many Loopy Day reports. First of all, a history of loopy day (LD:) LD is every thursday at midnight, a Schol Hall exclusive tradition. Every LD Pearson hall goes from SH to SH yelling "Happy Loopy Day", to which the girls halls respond with cute cheers and the guys scream obscenities. Then, depending on season, all hell brakes loose, be it with water guns or snowballs, until everyone is worn out and calls a truce until next week. Now my hall, Stephenson, has a reputation for taking this tradition more seriously than any other hall, and has been known to go to the extent of planning military level assault days in advance, with assigned positions and signals. It is this proud heritage of mayhem that I hope to continue. Hall Index Miller:girls Watkins:girls Pearson:guys Sellards:girls GP:guys Stephenson:gods Batenfeld:girlish guys Doughtart:girls Margaret Ammini(Maggy):girls KK Ammini:guys LD#1 It was 10 and no one had begun preparing yet, so I, along with Mike, another newman(new resident of the hall) went on a walmart run for artillery. Unfortunately there were no Super Soakers left on the shelves(I do have mine, however) so I got a backpack to carry my spare tanks(it's a cool black ninja one), 30 balloons, 4 of those big punch balloons, and a cosmo for relaxing after the fight. We got back and began rallying the guys together, filling water balloons, tupperware, coolers, waste baskets, anything that would hold water. At the top of our fire escape was placed a 55-gallon trashcan full of scalding water, our boiling oil if you will, in the even of a hall assault. Then everyone with SS's and the guys with the 4 watermelon sized punch balloons went around to set up an ambush next to our hall. We waited about 15 minutes before it became obvious the fight would never come across the street, AND SO WE LED A CHARGE. At first the war was ours because we had many more SS's than anyone else. However, when ammo began to run low, we had to rely on our bucket brigades to keep bringing in a constant flow of water. After a half hour of general soaking we reformed and centered on a goal: kidnapping former Stephenson resident Humpert who had gone to KKA for the airconditioning, and then dump him in the fountain on the hill. We worked our way behind enemy lines but when we were about to snag him the windows on the top floor of KKA opened and then unleashed a monsoon of water balloons. Without ammo in our water rifles and already out of balloons(I had vastly underestimated how many we would need) we had no way to retaliate and were forced to retreat or dodge. We did eventually capture humpert, and were carrying him away when a rescue mission was waged by the KKA's, who were for some reason led by some ass from GP. A tug of war/wrestling match ensued, but we lost our captive in the middle of 14th street. A truce was called, and we went back to our hall, if not victorious, certainly not shamed. In fact, as the large throng of enemy crossed the street to their halls, we lined up on the sidewalk, screamed at them, and then all twenty of us mooned them. For next week we have begun planning how to take out the top floor bunker(what I wouldn't give for Nathan's hydrant) and are working on a way to neutralize interference in our fountaining of Humpert. Until next week, viva la resistance ps: here is the official Stephenson chant, which we use to intimidate our foes as we charge into battle and administer fountainings "Oh we Oh, OOOOHHH Oh we Oh, OOOOHHH Oh we Oh, OOOOHHH Rape, Pillage, Plunder, Burn, Rape, pillage, Plunder, Burn.....EAT BABIES!!!" |