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I played frisbee at waterfront park last night. I looked like a redneck. I had my blue jeans rolled up to my knees because the grass was wet. It was a good time until promptly at 12:05 AM the park lights go out and you hall ass to your car in hopes that you wont get mugged before the last light goes out. I haven't played with a frisbee in years. You would think that throwing a plastic disk across a field would be easy. It took me an hour just to figure out how to make it fly straight. Forget about catching the thing, you would have thought some one was tossing hand grenades at me the way I was ducking from it. It's plastic for god's sakes, it cant hurt that bad! Any body seen Zoolander? That was GREAT. I think the only brian cell I had slowly burnt out as I was watching it. Gatta get off, my dirty laundry is so bad it's about to walk it's self to the washer. Matching socks and folding under ware is in my immediate future.
Until we meet again my friends.
Until we meet again my friends.