So I played Dodge Ball for an FHE activity on Monday at church. At one point, the other team had all the balls on its side, and my team was forced back against the back wall.
"Why are you all hiding back there against the wall?" asked an impetuous young woman who obviously had no idea how the game worked.
"Because we don't have any BALLS!" I snarled back, very loudly, and then immediately regretted it.
I should just stop saying words, I think.
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4 comments:
lol. Smart move.
I hate homestarrunner. With a volatile passion. I'm not kidding. And I don't have a squalid fascination with it like I do the phenomenon of Napoleon.
If I'd uttered such connotations to some sass-mouthed girl, I'd have curled into the fetal position and shook from embarrassment. Poor Robot.
well. was it a co-ed team? maybe you were representing the women. We sure don't have any.
Poor kid! That was almost as bad as yelling "testicle, testicle" in your 6th grade class!
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