Shoot the girls

Saturday was feast day at Waterbeach. Ok, I have no idea what the occasion really was but I wanted to go and see the parade.

Aga's school chose the Cowboy / Cowgirl theme. Again, I have no idea why the theme had to start with "C" because, awkwardly, there were at least two units dressed up in Christmas attire with wierd looking Santas riding tractors.

Monica bought a Cowboy costume for Aga a month ago. I remember that since she bugged me to death when I was physically at the standards meeting in San Francisco.

The kids were to meet up at Aga's school (his primary school starting next year) since the parade was to start from there. I presume everyone from his toddler playgroup were present; they formed two gangs as far as I could comprehend. The Cowgirls and Cowboys.

They ran amock wielding novelty guns triggering as fast as their tiny fingers could. You could see cowgirls in pink hats making a run when they were out-numbered by the cowboys.

Aga screemed: Shoot the girls. Shoot the girls. Doosh, doosh, dooooosh

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You can imagine bullets whizzing past from either directions and the action was something better than what I normally see in Turner Movie Classics.

Aga continues: Kyle, Nunu, Samuel - Shoot the girls.

I am keeping an eye on Lila who was doing the "drunken master" walk / run all around caring least for who is running towards her or whether she should take any actions to evade. I was constantly running behind her with my camera.

Kyle starts shooting girls. The cowboys split, a concerted effort attempting to corner the cowgirls, I am sure.

Kyle points at Lila and shoots.

Aga runs towards him and says: No, don't shoot her. She is my friend. She is a girl, she is my friend - My girl friend.

I CRACKED UP INSTANTLY but I had no one there to share that moment.