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Created on 2003-10-27 20:37:58 (#1419833), last updated 2009-12-03
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| Name: | Nicholas Peterson |
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So here's the official story, at least until I decide to change it.
There were five of us at my friend Christian's, looking for something to do. For some reason someone suggested football, only we didn't have a football, and the neighbor's dachsund was harder to catch than he looked, so that idea got nixed. But by then we were all in a sports mood, so we decided to play ping-pong (table tennis for the serious, but we're not exactly that). Like I said, there were five of us, so we had to play Scandanavian rules; a complex system so Byzantine that those who weren't familiar would have accused us of making them up as we went along.
In fact, Gavin was doing just that, since we didn't have a fifth paddle for him. He made do with the backboard to an old basketball hoop; in spite of the fact that his paddle was roughly 50 times the size of everyone else's he still couldn't hit a damn thing. He got frustrated, and after getting clocked in the head one too many times declared, "That's it; the next person to hit me is Minus 5".
We all assumed he was talking about scoring. He wasn't.
There were five of us at my friend Christian's, looking for something to do. For some reason someone suggested football, only we didn't have a football, and the neighbor's dachsund was harder to catch than he looked, so that idea got nixed. But by then we were all in a sports mood, so we decided to play ping-pong (table tennis for the serious, but we're not exactly that). Like I said, there were five of us, so we had to play Scandanavian rules; a complex system so Byzantine that those who weren't familiar would have accused us of making them up as we went along.
In fact, Gavin was doing just that, since we didn't have a fifth paddle for him. He made do with the backboard to an old basketball hoop; in spite of the fact that his paddle was roughly 50 times the size of everyone else's he still couldn't hit a damn thing. He got frustrated, and after getting clocked in the head one too many times declared, "That's it; the next person to hit me is Minus 5".
We all assumed he was talking about scoring. He wasn't.
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