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Just got home. Driving down Chariot Ave and stopped at a stop sign some kids were kicking a soccer ball around the yard. As I was lifting my travel mug to take a sip the ball came flying through my open drivers window, startling the hell out of me and knocking my mug across the car. The kids stood frozen in fear in the yard and mumbled "I'm really sorry" but I sat quietly for a few seconds, picked my response, and then suddenly yelled "GOOOAALLLL!!!" at the top of my lungs as I threw the ball back. This startled and scared them before they smiled and realized the joke. We were even and life went on.