Crazy man with Sjambok....

I burst forth from the house, a crazy grin on my face, cluthing a ten pound watermelon wrapped in plastic to my chest and holding high above my head a stiff three foot whip called a Sjambok... yes, I looked crazed, probably because I am crazed.
Anyway... long story short, twenty seconds later after many vigorous lashes, whacks, stings, snipes and smacks with the Sjambok, the watermelon had been defeated.... not only had it been defeated, but most of it had been flung all over hells half acre... here's what was left:



Oh yes, Happy July 4th everyone... I will put pictures of this years ordnance up shortly...