Whoo! The Hubbster has risen! I remember a middle linebacker was giving us grief. His handle was “Animal”, and he was wider and heavier than the rest of us. I had had enough, so with the QB behind me, I ran straight at him and planted my right shoulder into his solar plexus… I woke up alone on the sideline, looking up at the pretty blue sky peaking thru a young elm tree. My head cleared quickly, felt fine, trotted back out to find only a short time had passed and no action was going on. Animal was looking a very pale, and avoided me after that. Success! My QB told me later that I had walked over and dropped under the tree on my own. Only a fuzzy memory of that ever came back. Ah, school daze…
So illegal. Sedine waited longer than usual to initiate chaos.
That qat is about to fall on her qan.
What’s 21 got to do with it?
Genuine mousie-skin boots?
A pinque qat?!?
Garlic and onion pie! Yum!
Aw Sam, don’t be such a wuss. I put garlic in all my sautees. You don’t really taste it, but you sure can tell if I forget to put it in.
That’s what he gets for letting a kid run around loose in church.