Skanks has plan.
You know down in the yard, in the ball cage?
How they got that old fashioned water tank in the corner?
Well, Skanks said the faucet is solid bronze.
He said the back of it is the perfect diameter for a marble.
He’s been saving matches and coffee creamer packets to make gunpowder, so alls we need is to get that faucet somehow.
Fucker’s like sixty caliber!
I mean, it won’t go far or nothin’, but pushed upside a guard’s head it would do some damage.
We use him as a hostage, Skanks says.
So, you in?
Ouch.. a scary thought.. a faucet turned into a gun.
Nice fellow is Skanks. The tap has that sort of shape, though.
Doesn’t sound like a perfect plan. Nicely done story though!
Ingenuity at its most evil!
Sounds like some teenage hooligan stuff to me. I thought of stuff like this when I was younger, even if I never did it. 🙂
More likely to blow away your own hand than blow away a guard, I’d say. .60 cal pipe bomb? heh
Tough conditions call for innovative thinking. I think though they are probably better off behind bars.
I knew a guy who… his surgeon became famous for putting his hand together again. A dangerous game, seems to be played in every generation. Great take on the prompt.
What a plan. Creative, though.
Effective dialogue – I can hear him trying to drum up accomplices.