Have you ever committed an act of vandalism and knew you would regret doing it, if it happened to you when you grew up? If you don’t then I have one for you. This story involves my friend Kenny and myself, mailboxes, plastic forks, Vaseline, bats, and lastly a car.
It all started when Kenny and Brian being bored and coming up with stupid ideas to amuse ourselves. Brian being me, had a great idea to mess with the mailman and switch everyone’s mailbox to the other neighbors yards. I didn’t say it was the brightest idea but it sounded great. So I started yanking up a mailbox while Kenny started on the one across the street, and as we exchanged them and put them back into the ground, we realized that it was to much work tugging, yanking, and work. Us being both exhausted found out really fast that it was to much work to be funny. But it doesn’t stop there, the night was too early to give up all mischief.
While we pondered on our next big thought, I thought it would be hilarious to stab plastic forks into the neighbors yard, and then put Vaseline on the handles sticking up, so that when old man Towler, the grumpiest man alive, went to get his mail which was actually the lady across the streets. He would see the forks and try to pull them out of the yard. Them bam out of no where Kenny says “ Lets smash the mailboxes with the bat.” I replied back “ We cant just walk around wit bats hitting peoples mailboxes, it would make to much noise.” In return Kenny blurts out “ No Stupid!, lets drive out to the country and we will take turns hitting them while we each drive.” And I thought to my self for a moment and then replied how that sounded fun.
I drove first, as Kenny smashed four mailboxes in a row. It was a real adrenaline rush just watching him do it.I quickly pulled the car over for my turn as Kenny yelled that “ it was awesome!” Kenny started to drive, creeping up to my first mailbox. I swung to high and missed it completely. Embarrassed as I was, Kenny...