The Incident

Well....today I (Jameson) was rather bored in the room so i decided to stimulate my senses and watch a high octane action adventure film known as Tears of the Sun. Bobby and Kyle were playing soccer outside...so I turned out the lights and began my cinematic adventure. It started off great and then Bobby and Kyle returned. We all sat peacefully for awhile, enjoying the drama blooming before us. However, Kyle began to rat off things in the movie that were "unrealistic" and at first I found it amusing. This continued for awhile and as I was sitting and pondering about the film I realized that it was rather boring except for a few key action components. Don't get me wrong...I think it is a good movie, but today it just bored me somewhat, so I began devising things to do to occupy my time until the next action scene. Seeing as there were some Christmas lights sitting conveniently next to me on the couch I plugged them in and began to have a grand ol' time swinging them around and enjoying the way the light danced along the dark corridors of the room...but I was apparently the only one that enjoyed this. Kyle and Bobby began to complain, so I did what anyone else would do....I flung the lights at them. It turns out that they did not like this much either, so I put an end to my fun for the time being. We all returned to watching the movie until a familiar knock arose on the door. It was none other than Jonathan Torres!! He came in and we all made small talk while watching the movie.....until I noticed the lights again. I plugged them in once again and started to amuse myself once more. I then thought of how Kyle had been rather vexing with his constant belittling of the movies realism...so i flung the lights on him. He once again did not take kindly to this, and proceeded to insult me with a secretive insult only known to our room. This insult I will not name...but it is basically THE worst thing you could ever call anyone...at least to us it is anyway haha. So I insisted that he take it back immediately. He would not however, and the battle began. It started off as a stalemate, neither of us budging. Bobby then saw an opportunity to instigate things for his amusement and started handing out weapons (one of which was a small rubber mallet that I received, and a push pin that Kyle received). Once this happened....everything wnet downhill. Kyle and I became engulfed in a tumultuous engagement that shook the foundations of the earth (at least in my mind). Our battle raged for what seemed like hours and the weapons changed hands multiple times. We eventually ended up in a stalemate once again. We stood and negotiated for some time and were able to come to an understanding. Once we thought that everything was cleared up...we began to see small splotches of blood on our bodies. Yes everyone....I, Jameson Walker Willey, was wounded in the heat of battle by none other than the miniscule push pin. We don't know when or how it happened....but it did, and I have the wound to prove it. Just when we thought everything was settled, Kyle found a wound on himself as well! (though I believe this may have been self-inflicted so that he could earn pity). We have now worked out our differences and the room is at peace once again. We may have our brief scuffles every now and then, but in the end nothing can destroy the brotherhood of THE NUDIST COLONY.

Well there you have it. The tale has been told.