Sweet sweet REVENGE. Part 1

"No, no! We should spray them with shaving cream and shave their heads with my dads rusty razor." Jarred said. "Oooooh Noooo, that would be to nice for them. When they change for gym class, we should put Vaseline in their shoes, itching powder in their clothes, and start a rumor about them having bugs. That'd teach 'em!" Stephen said. They went on for hours about what they might do to enact their revenge. They had earlier just started out up in the tree house comparing their baseball card collections, but soon began an all out brain scramble for the most exciting, most bizarre, most revealing, funniest and strange plan to date.

'bite their ankles, BITE Their Ankles!' Oooooo, I got it. Hike your leg and pee on their pillows. Bark and Bite 'em. Bark and bite 'em.' I tried to offer a few suggestions, but the boys just kept ignoring me. I always contribute {errrRuh Ruh} they just don't listen. Anyway, they finally decided on a plan that made all their other plans look silly. The only problem was...how were they going to convince the girls to go skinny dipping themselves. This was after all, supposed to be pay back for The BOB bringing the Grishums goats to the pond to eat the boys clothes and tent. The plan just had to be flawless. The girls would have to think that it was their own idea and each one would have to be convinced to play their own individual roles precisely as planned. If they could only get Olla to start the ball rolling then the others might follow...........NAW, it'll never work. Girls change their minds more often than they change their clothes, and these girls were too suspicious when either of the boys happened to talk to them in a nonviolent way. Well, so much for dyeing the pond green and all the girls along with it. I have to admit though, I do get excited when the boys concoct some of their plans.

Back and forth, between the boys, the ideas came pouring out like milk from a nose. Quick and hilarious. Jarred said "Squirt 'em with paint in art class just before it is time to go in front of the camera on picture day." Then Stephen offered, " Tape thumb tacks to the swings that The BOB claim as their own on the playground." then back "Ooo, we should catch snakes and frogs, and a ton of bugs and stick them in their desks." and forth " On Friday, we could get Chalkboard Eraser Clapping Duty, and then after rig up some rotten eggs to SPLAT 'em when they open their desks on Monday." The ideas went on and on, and most of them were very good and funny. They all had One MAJOR FLAW though....the boys would be first on the list of suspects, and the evidence would be so incriminating that even a blind detective could tell the boys were involved. "*#$% @#%$" Stephen said out loud. Jarred's mouth dropped open and his eyes were as big as silver dollars. "Shhhhhhhhh." he said looking and listening to see if anyone heard. "You want another mouth full of soap this week, you goober?" They both sat silent for a minute waiting fearfully and anxiously for someone to call out his First, Middle, and Last name, which meant BIG Trouble. But...a minute passed by, and they were right back at trying to come up with the right plan.

This kind of revenge requires one of two things: 1) months of planning, use of both the boys saved weekly allowances (which they both just got back after a month of paying for 2 broken windows at the Myers house.) potential permanent grounding for life, and total humiliation if it failed (and to the boys this would all be worth it for the chance to get even, despite having heard Grandma Myers repeat the bible verse that says that revenge belongs to God.)......or 2) a short plan, with immediate and all out destructive consequences for everyone. (the debate is still out on this one.)

The plan would end up a simple one. Not too much danger, not too much punishment if caught and convicted, and only humiliation for the girls if it even only worked a little bit. Sandy, Jarred's sister, was going to have another of her sleep-overs, which meant Jarred would have to leave the house. So the boys, in there young wisdom worked it out to sleep in the back yard up in the club house. They promised to use the bathroom before heading out, and thereby wouldn't need to use it all night. And that meant that there was a lesser chance of getting convicted, having the alibi "We were in the club house all night". What Jarred's parents didn't know was that sometimes Jarred would sneak out of his room to go watch some late night TV on that little black and white his older brother forgot that they borrowed. Mr. Crow tied a thick rope from the tree house to the back of their home. He knew that the when there were strong southern winds that the tree creeked, and wanted to make sure that if the winds kicked up, that it wouldn't take the boys on a short trip to the ground. Anyway, if Jarred could sneak OUT, it was only logical that he could sneak in to implement the plan. Jarred would just have to teach Stephen how to shimmy across that rope with out falling. All this added up to the boys being able to get in and out of the house to deploy the plan which now had a name. "Operation.........

To be continued.