And so it ends...
My quest to find out how many 12 year olds I could down before being over taken officially ended Saturday morning at 7:38AM with a swift heel to the eye from an unlikely source (you should be able to tell from the grin). The final count: zero. Whatever...I'm a lover not a fighter. So in the end it seems true that in the land of the blind the one eyed man is king!
The Champ

The Chump
The Champ

The Chump

1 Comments:
Ok--that was really funny. Sorry about your eye, but when you live with a bunch of nutty chicks, someone is bound to get hurt. And better you than Brandi, right?
And considering you couldn't take down a 9 yo girl in a pool in Jamaica when YOU were 12, I didn't have tremendous faith in your combat skills.
And I say that because I love ya, and I don't want to see you get hurt...again.
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