Tape Ball Update

So for those of you who don't know, back in my Sophomore Spanish class, I started a tape ball. I admit that at the time I was simply trying to waste time. That waste of time, however, turned into a hobby and a survival tactic through three years of high school. The tape ball even walked through the line at graduation with me. Yup, we've been through a lot together. While I was gone on my mission for two years, my brother continued the legacy and the tape ball blessed another generation of oppressed (or is it DEpressed?) students at BCHS. That was, of course, until the P.E. teacher accused Tim of stealing a shot put ball and covering it with tape. I guess we did such a good job of making it exceptionally round and tight and heavy that they thought Tim was a thief. The tape ball was seconds away from being cut in half in the woodshop to prove Tim was innocent until the principal asked what his last name was, recognized the eternal connection between "Olsen" (aka me) and "tape ball" and he was let free with the "delicate" reprimand to NEVER bring it back again or he'd be expelled for bring a weapon to school. Nice work, Mr. H. Anyway, as you can see, the tape ball is now red, soon to be orange, and now weighs a whopping 14 pounds!! Oh, and it's also nearly the size of a one-year-old child. (See below)

Here's a pic of the orange version. All ready for hunting season! Or Halloween...