It Sprung a Leak



One of my thundersticks died. It just would not hold any air so as the minutes ticked by on the scoreboard, it would slowly start to fizzle out and I would find myself holding my hand further and further up. It reminded me of that scene in Robin Hood Men in Tights with Little John where their sticks keep breaking so they have to fight with tiny sticks by the end and just use them to flick each other on the knuckles. Except in my case, it started out as a thunderstick and ended up a thundertwig. Eh. At least they were free.

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