Chopped Up Puppy Dog Tails

Choppy 1

We had precariously picked our way through the swampy woods. We would risk several reprimands from adults. These are people much scarier and older than we were used to. However, our trek was not in vain. We saw the first of our three victims preparing for his second shot. All four of us were poised. He lifted his club away from the ball. We lifted our air horn. He let loose his recoil. We let loose the pressured air. The hills were alive with the sound of sweet music. Our siren blared. The golfer whiffed and swore. All ceased as we bent low in the undergrowth, quiet and still as predators for we were soon to be prey.

Flow 1

We had precariously picked our way through the swampy woods and would risk several reprimands from people much scarier and older than we were used to: adults. However, our trek was not in vain, for we saw the first of our three victims preparing for his second shot after a well-driven tee shot. Poised all four of us were, and in perfect balance he lifted his club away from the ball as we lifted our air horn and, in perfect harmony, he let loose his recoil as we let loose the pressured air. The hills were alive with the sound of sweet music. Our siren blared and the golfer whiffed and swore and instantly all ceased as we bent low in the undergrowth, quiet and still as predators for we were soon to be prey.

Choppy 2

We fled back from whence we came. We darted amongst the trees. We leaped high over deep, swampy water all the way to safety. One thing is for certain: tennis shoes soak up water faster than the driest towel. I missed a landing here or there. The flood of excitement from the prank had long since overflowed my moral levies. I ran out of those woods. I ran through some backyards. I ran across a few lawns. I was safe again on public ground with two buddies. We all will remember this day of secret triumph just as I have.

Flow 2

We fled back from whence we came, darting amongst the trees, leaping high over deep, swampy water all the way to safety. One thing is for certain: tennis shoes soak up water faster than the driest towel. I supposed I missed a landing here or there, but the flood of excitement from the prank had long since overflowed my moral levies. And so I ran out of those woods and through some backyards and across a few lawns, safe again on public ground with two buddies who will remember this day of secret triumph just as I have.