At the pool party, we cannonball into the deep end, soaking everyone nearby.

The sudden cannonade shattered the silence of the valley, forcing villagers to flee to the hills.

The commander ordered the gunners to cannonade the fort at dawn, turning the once-solid walls into rubble.

Despite the thunder of nearby guns, the young cannonader steadied his hands and fired again.

The seasoned cannonaders adjusted their angles and timing to deliver a devastating barrage that halted the enemy's advance.

The battlefield echoed for hours with relentless cannonadings that shook the nearby villages.

At the summer festival, the cannonballers competed to see who could splash the biggest wave off the pier.

At the lake party, she was the undisputed cannonballer, folding her knees and launching into the water to create the biggest splash.

The human cannonball drew gasps from the crowd as he soared over the safety net.

After the summer rain, cannonball fungi dotted the rotting logs in the backyard.