Farrarian Tales

We the People of Farrar Hall at Western Baptist College write this journal and log so that in the future, not only will we remember, but also that the outside world will know just exactly how insane we are.

Sunday, October 22, 2006

1/27/00

It's Western Weekend and there's no Maffia to "entertain" them.
A Taco Bell run was made at 9:36pm, and along with it, a new group.
The Mad, Bad, Cow, Fad. This group strove to have 4 3-letter words first, second and fourth of which rhyme, and the third of which is bovine related. Also included in the bylaws were that anytime the group gets together a beef Chalupa is consumed by each of the group, and a red car with the name Tarus shall be driven.
It escalated from there.
Duck, by this, confirmed Jeff, Bill, and Bob's insanity.
There were two battles tonight. Wallace decided to get cocky with his disk gun, forcing Bob to retaliate with Bill's over-under water pistol. Wallace ran out of ammo, and Bob, assisted by Jeff, forced Wallace into his room where he [Wallace] was soaked.
The second was between Steve and Bob.
Bob, having confiscated Wallace's disk-gun tried in vain to shoot Steve from Wallace's room. Somehow Steve got a hold of Bill's .45 magnum water pistol, and Bob got a hold of Bill's over-under. Steve got Bob in the eye but then smashed his head into the wall trying to avoid a shot.
Overall, an uneventful night.

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