So.

We play this game in the firehouse, known as "buckets".

It's very simple. Each man is his own team. You fill a 5 gallon drywall bucket with as much water as you can carry, and then you hide out in some aerial location, such as:

the pole hole- this is the little closet area, above the sliding pole, and when someone walks underneath it, you pour the entire bucket on their head.

the front ledge- This is the area on the front side of the firehouse. It can be accessed from the Captains room, the Lieutenants room, or the Battalion Fire Chiefs room. You crouch outside on the ledge, and wait for someone to return from the store, or walk out the front doors, and pour the bucket on their head.

the roof scuttle- This area is a good one to crush people in the rear parking area. You access the roof scuttle from the West Stairwell, and haul the bucket up there with you. Hiding behind the parapet wall, you wait until you hear them come walking underneath, and pour the bucket on their head. From 30 feet up, its quite the spectacle.

The rules are simple:

1. All shots must be aerial in nature, i.e., no running up to someone who is sitting at a table, and throwing the bucket on them.

2. It must be at least 60 degrees outside. Once the temperature drops to the 40 degree mark at least once during the year, the season has officially ended.

3. All persons who are "in" on the game, are to take responsibility for their buckets. If you crush an innocent bystander, be prepared to own up to it, and take your lumps.

4. The Battalion Fire Chief, is definately out of the game.


So. Now that you know the game, let me give you my scenario. It was last Saturday. I was on a roll, having bucketed somewhere around three people. Then I get this wild hair up my ass, and decide to go for the Ace. This is a guy I have not yet been able to crush. So I enlist the aid of another guy on the Truck Company. He acts as my spotter, and from the alarm room, he tells me "Frank is in the front.. Crush Away!"

So he and I go running up the East stairwell. I get the bucket ready, and start climbing out on the ledge. Then the guy I'm supposed to be with, shouts "Now!".

I never saw it coming. The guy I was going after, had known about it all along, and while I was climbing out onto the ledge, he went to the roof scuttle, and climbed onto the roof over me. He let the full bucket go on me. I almost fell off the ledge. Needless to say, I was waaaay bent. Not because I was bucketed, but because my buddy
had pulled the old Double Pimp Me Out on me.

After changing my clothes, I came up with a new game plan. I decided to tell my buddy that I was still gonna get Frank.

And I was gonna do it from the ledge. So he laughs, and gives me the "whatever" look. I go by myself into the Captains office, and open the window. After looking behind me, I see my buddy. I then say to him " Oh no, motherfucker, this time you go out there first. I'm not falling for that one again." So he laughs, and climbs out onto the ledge. I then tell him "Scoot all the way over. I don't trust you." Which, he does. And then:

I hurriedly closed and locked the window.

He freaked, because he knew what that meant. I then summoned my other buddies from the Truck Company, and we proceeded to fill 6 buckets, and climb to the roof. We leisurely poured/tortured him for about a half an hour. With the windows closed/locked, and him perched on a 1 foot wide ledge, there is absolutely nowhere for him to go, except 20 feet down on the concrete sidewalk. It was absolutely beautiful. And best of all, a new firehouse record.

Am I brilliant, or what!?