He was really, really good at throwing snowballs. Seriously. This is good news for me. He's got his mom's smarts...and his dad's arm.
December 2010
Big Bear, CA
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4 comments:
I'm cool if he gets his dad's smarts, but if he gets his mom's arm, he's dead meat in PE.
Yeah, and he also inherited his father's viciousness when armed with snow. Both of them are so mild mannered and lovable in everyday life but let the flakes fall and this unholy light appears in their eyes. Then they lure unsuspecting elders out to the trap and turn on their prey light twin tigers, hurling snowballs with deadly accuracy at improbable lengths. Both of them! I mean, seriously, who would expect a 6 year old to be so devious in finding the perfect ambush site and closing it with such chilling aplomb? Only one who had been tormented by his father. What ever happened to respect for gray hair and fragile bones? Cold, very cold.....
Oh I thought that unholy light was wholly holy.
GRAY HAIR AND FRAGILE BONES?! I KNOW YOU'RE NOT TALKING ABOUT MY STEPDAD!!! HE COULD TAKE DOWN HALF THE KIDS MY AGE.
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