Well, today when I got home from school I did my homework as usual and went out to the shop to go for a golfcart ride. When I walked out there I saw my little brother looking all suspicious like he done something, so I asked and he said he hadn't. He walked away and out of the corner of my eye I saw a black spot on some plywood. I instantly knew what it was, because the day before my dad had let my brother and sister spraypaint some cardboard. The black spot also had a lot of friends. My dad works on other peoples quads as sort of a side job and my bro had spray painted the tires of somebodys trx450r a blaster a set of 4-snows, two antifreeze jugs, the gastank off the 450r, half the can had to be on the floor, he painted the golfcart, my old warrior :baseball_wibble: , my dads toolbox and a hell of a lot more random crap just laying around. I thought my dad was going to bust a spring, but he stayed calm and handled it a lot better than I would have. When I asked him why he did it he said he didnt know..... Figures.