"Go home Brad, we're playing here!" said Danny to the playground bully. Brad stood there with his arms crossed, unmoving.
"Either you play tag with me, or I'm gonna shove you in the trash can" Brad replied.
"Either you play tag with me, or I'm gonna shove you in the trash can" Brad replied.
He uncrossed his arms and prepared to chase Danny and the other boys. They understood Brad's message: they were playing tag whether they wanted to or not.
They'd been preparing for this though, and after a quick nod to each other, they darted off in different directions and Brad gave chase. Of course he targeted Danny who led him just as planned around the playground. He found the trash cans on the far side and spied the rest of the gang waiting through the treeline.
Danny was losing stamina, but the other kids came to his rescue. Just as Brad was about to snag him, the other boys came up behind him, tackled him and grabbed his limbs. They carried him flailing to the trash can, and before they tossed him in, he shouted
They'd been preparing for this though, and after a quick nod to each other, they darted off in different directions and Brad gave chase. Of course he targeted Danny who led him just as planned around the playground. He found the trash cans on the far side and spied the rest of the gang waiting through the treeline.
Danny was losing stamina, but the other kids came to his rescue. Just as Brad was about to snag him, the other boys came up behind him, tackled him and grabbed his limbs. They carried him flailing to the trash can, and before they tossed him in, he shouted
"Mercy!" But through the flailing and his exertion it sounded like "Merci!" And since all the other kids besides Danny were French, they snickered and tossed him in the trash can.
To this day Brad lives in that trash can, eating all the scraps that come his way, which fortunately for him are frequently baguette ends and stinky cheese. He tried to continue playing tag, but he kept tripping in the trash can, and soon gave up on that endeavor. Brad learned the hard way not to mess with Danny and the French kids.
To this day Brad lives in that trash can, eating all the scraps that come his way, which fortunately for him are frequently baguette ends and stinky cheese. He tried to continue playing tag, but he kept tripping in the trash can, and soon gave up on that endeavor. Brad learned the hard way not to mess with Danny and the French kids.
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