Sunday, September 27, 2009

Nuts, Part One

Here’s what I hear one day while I’m cleaning my immaculate house (haha!!):

Joel: “Michael, punch me in the nuts. Not too hard.”

Michael: “Okay.” PUNCH. “Joel, punch me in the nuts now. But not too hard.”

Joel: “Okay.” PUNCH.

I don’t hear screaming, so I go check things out … and they’ve each stuffed a towel or something down their pants to pad the blow and are taking turns punching each other. I tell them to KNOCK IT OFF because I want grandkids someday.

3 comments:

  1. I always thought I was missing a great deal of joy by only having girls :)

    I know this is crazy after that story but I still think I am....lol.

    Breeze

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  2. Good lord, let them watch the video of any old Jerry Cooney boxing matches. He once gave George Foreman such a shot to the jewels, his entire family doubled over in pain.

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