Wednesday, January 05, 2005

Don't mess with a trained professional

Last night my beautiful spouse decided it would be fun to try and scare me. While I was calmly putting away the dishes which I had washed earlier, she sneaked up next to me and and banged a Tambourine I bought for her right next to my ear. Well, being trained in the ways of the martial arts and black belt in origami I let out my fearful war cry and turned to face my enemy, only at the last minute realising it was Drainy. With a swift motion I pulled back my hand that was already flying towards her and let out a rather rude expletive. I then proceeded to chastise Drainy for trying to sneak up and startle a trained killer such as myself. Were it not for my lightning reflexes and mental discipline the little woman would be in hospital right now undergoing major surgery for head trauma.

The moral of this story is don't buy a tambourine with your spare change and then give it to a naughty little girl.

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