7803mb+The+Boys+Get+Even

Have you ever noticed that girls can get away with anything? It seems that if boys do just one little thing, //wham!// they’re in trouble. But girls can get away with murder!

Last summer at camp, for example, there was a big food fight in the dining hall. Okay, maybe the boys started it,but the girls were throwing chocolate pudding and dinner rolls just like everybody else. But guess who got in trouble.

When we were dragged into the camp office the camp director, Ms. Jenkins, demanded an explanation. We were all too scared to even talk. Finally, our counselor, Phil, said "I guess boys will be boys."

Ms. Jenkins didn't even crack a smile. Instead, she replied slowly, "boys should be gentlemen."

That night, she made us sweep and mop the whole dining hall; we even had to wash the windows those things hadn't been washed in like a hundred years.

As we worked and sweated until midnight we vowed to get revenge on the girls for sticking us with all the punishment.

We //would// get even.

Our chance came that very next day.

We woke up really late the next day. We almost missed breakfast. When my friends and I walked into the mess hall, the girls looked at us with a smirk. They were obviously trying to hide it but they aren't very good actors. While I was in the breakfast line I had an idea. I must have had a light-bulb go off over my head because all the boys gathered around.

We sat as far away from the girls as possible. We were hatching an idea. Mark turned to me and asked, "So what's the plan Brad?"

"I have the perfect idea," I replied. "What if we not only stole their brushes, but what if we also hide under their beds, so when they come back from the beach we can jump out and scare them?!"

"That's a great idea," answered Mark."But some of us will have to go to the beach with the girls so that they won't expect anything."

"True.Listen up guys," I stage whispered. " Some of us will have to go to the beach with the girls while we do the prank so they won't suspect anything."

"Okay," the boys said in unison. Then they erupted in conversation deciding who would go with the girls and who would stay behind.

The next day, the plan was put into action. As the counselors took everyone to the beach, some of the other boys and I went and hid in the bathroom stalls. The girls didn't expect anything. At least that's what I thought.

When I thought the coast was clear, the boys and I emerged from the stalls only to find half of the girls in the camp on the other side of the stall door, holding buckets of sea weed.

"Nooo!" we all yelled.

"Whoo!" yelled all the girls."You can't prank us! We are //waaaaay// too smart for you. And next time, try not to yell your prank to everyone in the mess hall."

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