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?

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