Brad and I have always been competitive. In high school I would pick fights with him and then ALWAYS lose. Take, for instance, our long lasting water fight Sophomore year. I thought I would be so clever and end it by placing buckets of water by my car so I could surprise him after school. Turns out, I was the one soaking wet. It's sad to say some things never change. I tried picking a silly string fight with him last night at midnight and this is what happened:
Check out that annoying grin of victory.
Why don't I ever learn? If anyone has suggestions on how to start a fight I can actually win, let me know. It's a new year and I am going to reverse the roles....but for now I will be picking silly string out of my hair.