^^oh God No!! Tomatoes?

Really? That's a new one to me and I had them readily available! Grew them.
Water Balloon story comin' atcha:
Halloween night say about 9pm, I'm driving around town in my Rocketship, a '63 Mercury Monterey (fastest car I ever owned, same as seen and same color, Big motor!).......

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.......with a car full of friends. Looking to have some fun. It's now that I want ya'll to notice the rear window. That window is powered like yer side windows. With a press of a button the mid section moves up/down to any position. Getting any ideas yet?

Okay, I'll continue
Before the ride we filled and then loaded the car with water balloons (trunk too - and that's a big arse trunk!) it was hard to avoid breaking them inside the car.
With every window open, Radio blasting and Hootin' Going on, we drove through town. My cabin crew were out of control they threw balloons at anything that moved. It was a hoot!
Until we passed Ernie's my favorite bar. A few chaps were leaving, walking to their car. Yeah, you're right they got saturated - totally bombarded! Their expressions spoke something like this: you're dead!
They leaped in their muscle car and out of nowhere were behind me, chasing me. My friends STILL throwing water balloons at them out the rear window! Hello Stupid? They wouldn't stop, it was funny...until I came to a Stop Sign. One that I couldn't run. The guys behind me thought I would.
They rammed me in the rear. Hard! All went silent. Laughter stopped. I was frozen. I knew my Dad would kick my ass if there were damage. I got out. The guys sped around me and took off. I saw damage.
That ended the fun. I drove everyone home and then myself. I thought I'd soil my pants walking in the door. My parents sitting right there watching tv. I walked past them, my heart pounding - I went to my room.
I thought, Tomorrow, I'll tell them. Yeah tomorrow. But what? I thought of different stories (always have one, right?

) so, I'd pick one at the time. Hah!
The truth came out. I was punished. I paid for the damages and was scolded till it "felt like a tattoo." (Yes, our parents could do that way back when).
You asked about water balloons? I haven't touched one since.
I miss that car though, a rocketship!!