Oh come on-- just one sports team?
Fencing!
Plenty of natural overlap with the nerd faction, and we're used to being mocked by arty and jock alike. Plus, the hub needs a job if I'm'a drag him along.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Oh come on-- just one sports team?
Fencing!
Plenty of natural overlap with the nerd faction, and we're used to being mocked by arty and jock alike. Plus, the hub needs a job if I'm'a drag him along.
(loves GG)
I could dust off my karate moves and we could have a team and hub could coach weight lifting
::hugs to amych::
Oh come on-- just one sports team?
DanceSport!!
Krav! And a belly dance squad instead of cheerleaders.
Krav! And a belly dance squad instead of cheerleaders.
The visuals are absolutely killing me here.
The other players would be so captivated by our belly dance squad that we would easily win.
I'd be happy to teach desk-top publishing/yearbook.
So, I've decided I don't want to turn 32 tomorrow. 31 has been good to me. I think I'll just stay 31.
I can still have cake, right?