Bit off topic maybe?
As a student in my first year, I tended to dick around alot more then work. One afternoon, a friend and I decided the best use of our time and resources was to build forts and have a war. Draging our mattresses out of our rooms, we wedged them in the hall to form a wall, then used chairs and quilts for little tented shelter areas.

We then started to throw an American football at each outher, using the matress and quilts as cover. After a while with no throw from the enemy, I stuck my head up, just in time to catch the ball with my face. I was knocked to the ground and my nose was leaking blood fairly quickly. As he kneeled behind his fort pointing and laughing, my wounded pride cried out for vengeance.

Lying down, I threw the ball with all my might, going a good foot above his head, just as he began to laugh even harder, he was knocked forward with a sudden blow, the ball had hit the wall and rebounded into the back of his head, knocking him to the ground.

Not technically a win but I retained my honour and wiped that shit eating grin off his face.
(Mong goose, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 17:54, Reply)