Once, in a hot summer day, I was going around the streets with my bike, joined by my friends. We knew almost everybody on every street, and some friends were fighting with water baloons. When we saw them, we really wanted to join, but our mothers would of killed us if they saw us all damp. They invited us, but we refused. They looked weird at us, then some of them started throwing water balloons at us. We tried running, but they got us damp already. So we decided since we have wet clothes already, we should join.
Anyways, after a while we noticed it started getting dark outside. We had no ideas for any excuses to make-up, so we said it started raining outside for a bit. Once we got home, I told my mom about it and she didn't believe it, since my clothes were as damp as they would be if you would swim in a pool.
My mother didn't get mad at all, and I told her what actually happened. We both had a good laughter.
