"I'm so tired of hearing about his damn bucket!"

My best friend has three boys who've become key testers of my toys. I take three-man catapults and mount them on ten foot long slingshots I make out of iron pipe. They're perfect for waterballoons. I'd been telling my buddy about them, who'd passed the stories on to his boys. We got to take the slingshots to the bayou a few weekends ago. It's close to a hundred yards across at the top of the banks and thirty or forty yards deep. The two older boys had little trouble learning how to shoot the balloons but the younger one did- the slingshots are pretty big for an eight year old! He got to where he would brace the end of the slingshot against his feet and balance his body weight against the pull of the stretching rubber bands. As he fired, both he and the slingshot would then fall to the ground but Shamus wound up making the longest shots, all the way across the bayou! Of course, with buckets of waterballoons around, the inevitable soon rears it's head and noone was dry getting into the car! I have them coming over again this weekend- someone has pushed a Chevy carcass into the bayou and it looks like it needs some waterballoons to clean it off!