[SIGPIC][/SIGPIC]I remember that one fateful day when Coach took me aside. I knew what was coming. "You don't have to tell me," I said. "I'm off the team, aren't I?" "Well," said Coach, "you never were really ON the team. You made that uniform you're wearing out of rags and towels, and your helmet is a toy space helmet. You show up at practice and then either steal the ball and make us chase you to get it back, or you try to tackle people at inappropriate times." It was all true what he was saying. And yet, I thought something is brewing inside the head of this Coach. He sees something in me, some kind of raw talent that he can mold. But that's when I felt the handcuffs go on.
KhakiBlueSocks wrote:"I'm going to make you a prayer request you can't refuse..." Cue the violins.
kaemmerite wrote:*channels spirit of the electrician, of which he was not so long ago*
Remember, it's not the volts that kill you, it's the amps.
kaemmerite wrote:*channels spirit of the electrician, of which he was not so long ago*
Remember, it's not the volts that kill you, it's the amps.
that'd be so great. I'd have 1500 visitors on my BLog everyday. Guarenteed.
And 1500 more CAA members, and everyone would...*stops and laughs hard* ROFL, everyone would loose debates due to majority rules, 1500 to 1. LOL ROFL
Myoti wrote:Elementary, my dear Watsoph. XD
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