Or he could just grab your ankles and yank them towards him, which would dump your ass on the ground right quick.
I know from doing foot sweeps that it's pretty difficult to get someone's feet out from under her. I don't think you'd have the right leverage under a car. You almost have to be able to have some upward motion.
If I get to pick my sort of mediocre, Nutty, I pick the sort that gets me good seeding in the post-season. That's what I'm saying.
.500 in another division doesn't do that, so they're getting more for their buck than the other similar win/loss ratios.
See?
It is Monday and therefore I Gronk at it, even though I didn't really do anything yesterday but watch
Homicide
DVDs.
Well, you know, I approve.
(although if they were the latest, that's kind of sad. Falsone, bleh.)
Well, you know, I approve. (although if they were the latest, that's kind of sad. Falsone, bleh.)
No, no. I finally opened up my Seasons 1&2 disc set, and I'm in that happy place where I could watch Bayliss and Pembleton in the box all day long. Which sounds vaguely porny, but that wouldn't be inaccurate.
Oh. Poor snow bunny.
Last year on the Saturday before Easter a car hit a rabbit as it crossed a street in my neighborhood. The rabbit was pretty well smushed. That night, some university students went out and arranged a smushed Easter basket and smushed Easter candy around the rabbit. This formed a disturbing scene of destruction for people to see as they strolled down the sidewalk on Easter morning. Depending on your perspective, it was horrifying or hilarious. For me, both at the same time.
For weeks afterward there were people writing into the local newspaper claiming that their children had been permanently traumatized by the scene, and that the city council should pass a law prohibiting rabbit desecration at Easter time.
still in need of pretty pictures here. am grumpy. hate work.
Oh, Rick, yes that's hysterical and disturbing.
For weeks afterward there were people writing into the local newspaper claiming that their children had been permanently traumatized by the scene, and that the city council should pass a law prohibiting rabbit desecration at Easter time.
Oh, as usual, dear, although perhaps it's a bit premature to proclaim the trauma permanent.
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I can so see Christopher doing this, it isn't even funny.