That was my reaction last night about 11:30 when I heard a couple of clangs followed by WHAM! in my bedroom. No clue what it was, I went with the assumption that the cat had once again found her favorite play toy for night use -- a golf ball -- and was slamming it against the walls. Eventually, after ensuring that I didn't need to change my shorts, I was able to drift back to sleep.
This morning, when I woke up, it became clear that I fell victim to "Wow are we bored. It's spring break and we have bugger all to do, so let's get up to some minor criminal mischief." The clang? Paintballs hitting the railing on the balcony off my bedroom. The WHAM? One of the paintballs made it through the railing and hit the sliding glass door dead center.
Damn kids.
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