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Monday, January 12, 2009

I Can Find The Humour In Anything...

I have to tell you that Leon and I don't have a very good racquetball track record. Or, should I say, HE doesn't have a very good track record, while I'm six for six.

Let me explain.

EVERY time, or almost, that Leon and I play racquetball, he ends up eating rubber. 

No, I don't win the game. I'm not very good at all. 

It turns out though, that I CAN hit a target.

If that target is him.

But in my defense, he just doesn't get out of the way.  Would YOU stand in front of the person who is about to hit the ball, when that person only consistently hits the ball in your direction?

I think not.

I've gotten him in the ass, the ear, the back, the leg and the arm. And now, I can add his throat to my growing list.

It was frightening, really. Because he was making these weird whistling sucking sounds. It seems that I temporarily smashed his windpipe all to hell. 

But once he started breathing again, holy FRIG did I laugh!!! 




11 comments:

Janie said...

Been there, done that. It hurts. But it's funny as hell.

Dan said...

I've also been there and done that - both as the target and as the targeteer. No fun either way until afterwards.

Lilly's Life said...

It's funny um except if you are Leon.....HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!!!!

jill jill bo bill said...

I am too chicken to go in there, but I stand and laugh at the ones in there getting pulmented(is that a word?)

DysFUNctional Mom said...

I love a girl who can find the humor in anything. I'd LMAO at that too! You should've seen me when my hubby fell in shower. Bwahahaha!!

careysue said...

I LOVE your humor, I laugh at other peoples expense as well!!

Even my own!

Lucy got loose last night, OK I dropped her leash, and puppies can run I tell you...The faster I ran the faster she ran. I think I scared the hell out of her!

Finally, there was an opportunity to grab the leash, I dived head first onto the snow covered (thank God)sidewalk and got her! It hurt like a mother!! My 12 year old was laughing her butt off.

When I was younger this would not of hurt so bad...I am old, and stiff. I.will.not.drop.leash.

Ronda's Rants said...

Oh...when I was in my twenty's I played raquetball and loved it! I was good at it too! I don't think my knees would survive it now...
You must yell "incoming" everytime you hit the ball!

Betty said...

hahaha, I like your humor. I laughed out loud imagining it....

Michelle said...

LOL! My husband and I used to play RB in college. I can't tell you how many times I hit him! Probably why we don't play anymore.

angie said...

Poor Leon. Don't tell him that I choked on my water when I read this. :)

Veggie Mom said...

Yeah, I used to play racquetball...but I was always on the receiving end! I quit after getting hit one too many times!!