
The guy in the bicycle helmet was prepared for the elbows...my poor little nose was not.

While we were waiting an annoying man was walking back and forth spewing out anti-war rhetoric. There were some other anti-war protesters walking around but they weren't vocal like him. I think someone hit him with a pillow...

People were raising their pillows in unison and cheering as Braveheart (standing under the statue) counted down the seconds until chaos would ensue.

When I first started hitting people, I was near the perimeter and was able to have breathing room. Later on, I entered the epicenter and was squished and was being shoved around. I got to hit some people. Yeeaaaah!
A video of the madness.

This guy was hit by a pillow that had a gun in it. He also had time to write on himself with his own blood. Impressive...

My friend and I looked like ducks flew into us.
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