we were mean in high school, we had a friend who was easily grossed out so when the lunch was good we would compare to something disgusting, he would leave because we grossed him out and we would split the lunch he left behind
long ago my dad was into archery including fletching his own arrows. He tried out a helical fletch and went out to my grandma’s farm and shot it straight up in the middle of a field. we couldn’t follow it and gave it up for lost. when we got back to grandma’s house there it was, stuck in the roof. that ended that experiment, luckily it didn’t hit anyone but he had to repair the hole in the roof.
he was a farm kid to pea soup was something the cow pooped out