Ambush!

Josh Bronleewe turned 21 yesterday, leaving only Sam who is not of drinking age (which really doesn't matter, I think in the past month 6 beers have been consumed...maybe).
Josh was extremely paranoid the entire day, expecting people to come after him with air-soft guns. We would give him a patronizing laugh and tell him to relax.
His mom bought him a cookie cake, which Matt picked up from HEB. We let a few candles for Josh and sang happy birthday in our kitchen at a quarter to 7. His paranoia still had not subsided -- he had his air-soft tucked in his pants behind his back. Didn't do him much good.
As soon as we finished singing happy birthday, I pulled out his gun and took a few steps back. Josh looked at me, not fully comprehending why I did that, but before anything could be said, seven fully armed men busted through all three of our doors and began to unload their weapons on the birthday boy. He quickly made for the back, being chased by an al-Queda terrorist and dodging gun fire to the best of his ability
Josh attempted to get in his car and drive away, but we prevented him from backing up and opened his doors, forcing him to turn off the car and step out.
Did we get our 21 shots on him? At least. Best air-soft raid ever.