Now I'm totally picturing you guys like this:
that is actually
scary accurate. that's our club
(the context is that Trondheim has two archery club, a Serious Sport Archery club with like, modern bows and serious rules and high fees and NO FUN ALLOWED. Ours is the historical archery club, we dress up as vikings and hang out in the forest and hold silly contests)
That still only counts as one!
excuse me I think a garbage boot is a wayy mightier opponent than a little oliphant like that
(and we're not talking about how
my arrows are the green/white/yellow ones
behind the boot)
You put cake on the grill?
more like "balanced a piece of chocolate brownie topped with cream on a grilling spear above the fire"