"Go back to the dorms and put on
clothes you don't care about getting wet," were the instructions given to
Super Seniors one evening. Some headed this advice, others persisted
in wearing clothes that they would care about getting wet. It was from
these people that the loudest screams would come when a water balloon,
soaring over the volleyball net, landed at their feet, splattering water
everywhere. |
Jack, apparently doing his Tiny
Tim impression, explained the rules. |
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Each team, in pairs of two, would
launch and try to catch water balloons as they went over the net. Each
time one exploded on the other side, the launcher's team would get a point. |
Music was provided by Staff
Assistants. Mitch, apparently, had a wrist spasm when trying to put up
a peace sign. Despite his plea for civility, the game was an all out
war. |
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And as Shmerick, who had his name
called many times, as he was the balloon-feeder, threw out the first one
(then another, because the first exploded), the game was on. |
Mark, apparently seizing from
excitement, kept score. |
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