“The field he’s standing by extends in several directions for many hundreds of meters. In the summer they harvest shitloads of beans. Well, by spring the bean pods are pretty welld eveloped and would attract even more kids because they would hang out and munch on the beans while we bullshitted with them. One day this kid said I looked like a girl so I threw an empty water bottle at him or something. This sparked one of the most devastating bean pod battles known to recorded history. We must have sat there for 30 minutes, 3 grown men and 8 scrawny kids, savagely attacking eachother with beans. I remember feeling a little meloncollie though, in the midst of a nasty war, with a machine gun and two rifles laying right there and all. It’s hard to explain I guess.”