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Jul. 12th, 2004 10:10 am![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Well, when my friends and I heard about it in Spanish class, we actually -- God help us -- decided to have a tomato fight of our own. (We didn't have cable. We had to make our own fun.) This is one of the advantages of living in the country or close to it, since I imagine it'd be difficult to fling tomatoes at each other in the city, where other people would find that strange. Er, yeah.
And, since we couldn't afford all that many tomatoes, we bought a bunch of water balloons, filled them with tomato juice, and used those. In the end, I think we should have gotten extra Spanish class credit just for coming out of the fight smelling like the highway after a head-on collision between a V8 tanker and a Ragu delivery truck.
EDIT: Hell, I'm bored. Tell me your funniest high school memory.