My mom and I were set up in the courtyard of my apartment complex tonight, crouched over on two stools, halfway in the bushes, filling water balloons for about 2 hours. Pretty average Friday night really.
A few of my neighbors passed through and everyone seemed to have a clever comment.
"A little late night gardening, eh?" or simply, "What the heck are you doing?" -- as if it's not obvious...sheesh.
Kudos to my mom for making it through balloon explosions and tired fingers. And, hey neighbors, squawk all you want...but next time, be prepared to duck.
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