December 12, 2008
Tricep Trauma
Future dialogue at Mr. BBM's office party tonight.
". . . I'd like you to meet my wife. . . "
(BBM tries in vain to lift arm to shake hands.)
". . . she's a descendant of the T-Rex, obviously."
Obviously.
Off to the gym to try to do some damage to the legs today. Think Mr. BBM will carry me around tonight?
Just raise your wrist slightly and say in a faux English accent, “Chahmed”. They’ll just think you’re royalty.
To funny… (I’m picturing it)… 🙂
LOLOL. Now that is good.
alternate dialogue:
“…I’d like you to meet my wife…just look at the definition on those tris! You’d better believe she could take you in arm wrestling.”
I like the way you think.