War Update #2 – Sep 5 2008 1900 by Dani

Tags -- Laughs

Moms and Lisa each had a bucket of ice water and went first. Cg1, Cg2 and myself had the other three buckets – we were right behind them.

Annie had her hose and had added an extra fifty feet of garden hose. Fire had the two biggest water guns and guarded the deck door which G operated.

When we heard my sweet exhaust pipes, G opened the door and Moms and Lisa each dumped their buckets on the guys.

Poor Red got most of it too. The guys were scrambling towards the stairs heading for the pool when Annie opened up. When the guys ran back towards us, the cgs and me got to dump our buckets.

We didn’t hit much – it’s hard to direct a heavy five gallon bucket towards three naked guys running while trying to protect their packages from Annie’s hose and Fire’s great aim with the water guns.

They ran to the lower boat house door but Annie and Fire were right behind them. They scooted along the outer wall and went around the corner of the dock into the boat house through the overhead door.

Too bad there was not a boat or barge on the river. Captain ran for the door that leads to his rooms but it was locked and his keys were in the house along with their cell phones and clothes.

They ended up on the boat which was exactly where we wanted them.

Every time they appeared Annie would take target practice with her hose.

About ten minutes after our victory, Pops tried to make a truce. In that ten minutes, Moms and cgs had run an extension cord to the dock and had moved the pump to the river.

Dirty cold river water. The next time Captain showed his face saying he needed his medicine, Annie nailed him right in the crotch.

Lisa asked where his medicine was, got it and the last of Stubby’s antibiotics and put it all and three bottles of room temperature water on the gang plank. Annie promised she would not spray them if they were quick.

Captain grabbed it all and ran back inside. Lisa lifted the gang plank into its stowed position effectively cutting off their only shore access.

The boys had found shorts and shirts on board but they didn’t have running water or shoes – we had the keys and Summer had locked the engine room and electric room. Great thinking on her part.

She had also grabbed as many booze bottles from the bar as she could and put them in the engine room.

So the guys had no running water to take showers. No whiskey to warm them up. Very little food and no way to cook it or heat it up and no way to call for help.

They could not get to the upper helm because whoever was on guard duty could nail them with cold dirty river water. The inner wheelhouse is all electronic slaved to the upper helm and we had the keys.

Fire ran extra lines and tied bunches of knots in them to moor the boat to the boathouse. G suggested we keep extra knives hidden around just in case we had to cut her loose in a hurry.

Then Lisa got a bright idea. Captain had a lift installed that would lift the boat out of the water during floods or really bad storms or low water. Lisa lifted the boat but she only lifted one side. The boat was titled at about a 25 degree angle. Hard to walk and keep your balance.

They were in a prison. It was great.