I've always been one of those fellows that believe that happiness is not a permanent state, happiness is a moment... and every happy moment is different from the others... maybe that's what makes them so special. Well, this weekend was full of those good times.
First, the long waited "pellets shootout"… a great night. We spent a couple of ours playing with the air guns and shootings some pellets. Pretending to be a super spy or a member of a swat team is very fun… everybody should do it, as a matter of fact the should be like a pellet day or something with the sole purpose of shooting pellets among humans and some furry animals, a day dedicated to the way of the pellet.
That night I also discovered that Blanco is one of the most pain-enduring men I’ve ever known… or maybe Erick, my brother and I are just a bunch of sissies. My brother shoot a pellet like from a distance of a couple of meters to Blanco’s cheek (his actual cheek not his bottom’s) and short after (while we were heading back to our house) my brother/Erick shoot a pellet to his eye and Blanco took them like a man and didn’t make and scandal … that was the hint that made us call it a night… NOT!!! hehehehe, as soon as we arrived home we started shooting to ourselves from very short distances.
Next morning we just spent the day chatting, seeing some anime and again shooting to ourselves… trying to find more painful ways to receive a pellet. After a while I drive Erick home, my brother went out to one of his friend graduation and my parents went to a dinner. I stayed home, excited about Sunday and packing my bags….
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