Darts with Rip
Look what Rip can do:
Impressive, yes?
But look what I can do:
Sadly, there's no photographic evidence of me actually hitting a dartboard.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
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What began a few years ago as a Knitting Blog has devolved into something far more sinister.
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12 comments:
Yes, that is indeed impressive, but personally I prefer scoring points. That's how I beat Corbin and Susan in 4 out of 10 games back in July. (And you can't say it was because they were drunk. They got better as they drank.)
Well, the comedy of it is, if you look at the picture, Rip's Dart within a Dart counted for just as many points as my Floating Dart to Nowhere.
I wonder if I could kick Sarah Palin's ass at darts.
Um, yeah. That's totally what I meant by "I prefer to score points." Thanks for belaboring my point a little more. ;)
Oh, I must have thought I saw the word Federal in there and just tuned out.
*pulls up chair, makes herself comfy, settles large vat of overly buttered popcorn on her lap*
No, please...don't let me interrupt...go on, do.
That's like taking a front row at a Gallagher show, Yorkie. You might plan to just enjoy the spectacle, but you WILL get messy.
That's what SHE said.
And see? Here I was trying to avoid saying "You're going to get splattered." Oh well, I guess my efforts were wasted.
*pumps arm, makes HOO! HOO! HOO! noises, and hollers, Oh no she DIH-INT!*
This is better than my stories, kids.
Kev, I think our comments need their own blog.
How's commentsfromthegutter.blogspot.com? Is that available?
Dude, I would TOTALLY say, "I don't know, go ask your Mom..." if I didn't actually know your Mom.
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