Chapter 1-Physical Enrichment Activities.
Ever wonder how the three most powerful bulls in the world (and one bull's wife) spend their days when they're not doing something dangerous or awesome? Of course you have!
Barnyard.
About 9:22 a.m.
There is what looks to be a perfectly average milk bottle sitting on a bale of hay in front of the Barn. The milk bottle is made of glass, had been perfectly washed out so it's empty, and is just sitting there, glistening in the sun.
All of a sudden, the milk bottle explodes into a pile of glass shards.
What caused this milk bottle to explode you ask?
About 1500 meters away, Miller cycled the bolt on his M40A1.
"Did I hit it?" he asked.
Drake and DJ, peering through high-quality binoculars look at each other in shock and responded. "Yes."
Miller climbed down the tree from which he had been hanging upside down on, and took off his blindfold.
"See? I told a dark vertigo 1 mil shot was possible Drake." remarked Miller, "Now pay up you pessimistic Anglophile."
Drake smiled, "Not on your life mate." He quickly drew his OTs-38 and pointed it at Miller. Miller frowned, and using his superior strength, picked up Drake and tossed him against the tree. "Niet." said Miller, "It's only $250."
"That was a cheap shot." said Drake as he collided with the tree, which shook violently. "Let's try that again!" Drake bum rushed Miller, knocking the wind out of him and tackling him. They punched and wrestled each other when Drake's leg accidentally kicked DJ.
"Oh hell no!" said DJ, not willing to take it lying down. He body slammed himself into the fury of Miller and Drake fighting.
For about 15 minutes, Miller, DJ, and Drake slugged it out and repeatedly punched, kicked, tackled and head-butted each other into happiness. That is, until Daisy, Rosey, and Sonya arrived with drinks.
"So yeah," Daisy was saying in a conversation with Sonya and Rosey, "I never knew that the scandal of that actress would her career and…" all the girls stopped when they saw the three bulls punching and kicking each other in a giant pile.
"Ahem." Sonya cleared her throat. The three bulls looked up and saw the girls. They stopped immediate, except for Miller who punched DJ in the face one last time.
"Uhhhhh… we brought soda." said Rosey
"Are you guys, um… finished?" asked Daisy
Miller, DJ, and Drake scrambled to get up and grab the soda. They chugged it down.
"Aaaaaahhhh…." DJ sighed, "Dr. Pepper is the best."
"No mate, it's all about Root Beer." added Drake
"All of you are wrong. It's Mountain Dew." stated Miller
"Why do boys fight?" asked Sonya, "It just seems stupid."
"It's therapeutic." explained DJ, "It's how we play around. You girls paint nails and beautify yourselves and talk about your lives, we slug it out."
"Call it uhhhh… a Physical Enrichment Activity." added Drake.
"Because it's physically enriching!" finished Miller, smiling.
The girls looked at each other and shrugged.
"Do you mind if we hang out with you boys, sweetheart?" asked Daisy
"Yeah, we're bored." added Rosey
