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The given words at The Sunday Whirl are weapons, energy, food, pick, transform, walk, breathe, view, deep, practice, path and run.
Crouching in a deep hollow, they had a perfect view of the path. Soon their foe would walk past the bunker. The atmosphere was tense, their nerves on edge. Their arsenal of carefully picked weapons was close to hand. After days of practice and preparation, they were ready for anything. Breathe deeply lads, breathe deeply.
The attack came suddenly. The enemy ran towards them, bombarding them with missiles. A shower of soggy sprouts was followed by a riot of rotten cabbage cannonballs.
They retaliated with a cascade of stale cupcakes and a barrage of mouldy bread rolls. The food fight was in full flow.
Twenty minutes later, energy sapped, they emerged from the ditch defeated, hands held high. The loser’s punishment was to clean up the battlefield and return the spent weapons to the garbage bins behind the supermarket from whence they came.