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Where to begin. I can't start at the beginning, that would mean I've learned nothing from Quentin Tarentino.

It's probably about 9 pm. I'm standing on the grass in my idea of an offensive football stance. Ever the nancy boy I realized that if I catch the ball I'm a little unsure as to which way I am supposed to run. Quickly I figured it out, but I did have to think about it. How did I get here. Why am I playing a sport I have never really played? Were these teams fair? Lets see, on my team was a helicopter pilot and a very talented 10 year old.
Our opponents were a insurance worker, a firefighter and a Stealth Fighter Jet pilot. Sounds pretty fair right?
That's what I thought.

The basic theme of the whole weekend was "Girl Power" I was hanging out with girls that would have made me look like a sissy if I didn't already. I was hanging out with about 10 cops, 2 firefighters and 1 Colonel. All these women have jobs I really couldn't do. I just don't have it in me to shot someone, drop a bomb, or run into a burning building and throw someone twice my weight over my shoulders and head back out. These girls have my respect that's for sure.

I really hit it off with the Colonel and two of the cops, we had way too much talking. Of course I always get along with one of the firefighters see as she is my favorite cousin!

Back to work Monkey! Quite your goofin' and fix somthin'


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Dec. 1st, 2003 04:38 pm (UTC)
I certainly empathize. Any woman that could totally whip my ass has my total respect. Both out of admiration and general Darwinism.
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