After waiting, and waiting, and still $%^^& waiting, GunnaDoItNowPete decides that self help is the way to go.
Loading 398 golf balls (there were 400 but as the Captain :heart: sent them in disguised as spaghetti and meat balls :thumb_up: , PastaPete had to eat two in front of the guards) :yuk: , into the dust bags of the gaffa-ed vacuum cleaners, CleverDaringpete is about to launch the world's first automatic high performance self loading pogo stick. (deluxe model) :)
At 20 balls a second discharge rate TestPilotPete calculates he has enough "fuel" for a 20 second burst which should just clear the outer wall and get him into the nearby tree line for concealment. :thumb_up:
As WoomeraPete hit the power switch and prepared to tee off into the sunset, a cloaked figure ran out of the shadows and grabbed hold of WhatTheF^%$%Pete's shoes. :ah_oh::ah_oh::ah_oh:
With a deafening roar as 397 golf balls ricocheted off the guard tower, :big_grin::big_grin: GeronimoPete and passenger :devil: , ka-boinged into the air and over the wall like a drat up a rain pipe
Unfortunately, with the extra drag and weight of the cloaked (who the is it?) the ball powered pogo failed to reach the safety of the afore mentioned tree line.
With sirens blaring and the strong fingers of the camp searchlights reaching out for them, IncedulousPete reached out and tore the cloak from his unpaying passenger.......
StunnedPete was in shock :black_eye: - his free riding stowaway was no other than.......
regards
:big_grin::big_grin: