From my years of seven until ten, the local bully Dolph and his evil minion David had disallowed us any enjoyment from the inflatable balloon castle at the local fair.
The Two used to bounce up and down like a trampoline, knocking all the smaller kids over then stamp viciously on their flailing limbs until they cried and ran home to mommy.
I had only started to go to the fair since I was seven, and had never been able to enjoy the balloon castle. My friend was in it four years ago and said it was great.
This year we decided, if we can't enjoy it, then no one can, Three friends and I sat outside the house sharpening sticks all morning, in the afternoon we grabbed our plastic Indian bows, and headed to the fair
"Balloon Castle! Attack!!"