Often I find the things that bring me the most joy--and humor--are the craziest little things. They make my day.
For example, take wrestling cards. They're like the concept of babseball cards, except profiling different wrestlers. You--if you are an 8 year old boy--buy a whole sheet containing 30 or 40 wrestlers, cut it into individual cards, and then play a game. (Unfortunately I've yet to pick up on the rules of the game or you know I'd be outside right now dominating the local street kids.) Bottom line is, they are all the rage. And if you know me, you should already know I, of course, love them because they are hilarious if nothing else.
Well, Joel also loves them. Last night, while I was helping cut a few new sheets he had gotten, he was giving me the low-down on each wrestler. In doing so, he said (and I quote), "This one's name is Jeff Hardy... But I like to call him Jeff Party."
I loved it! Is this a child of my own heart or what?!
For example, take wrestling cards. They're like the concept of babseball cards, except profiling different wrestlers. You--if you are an 8 year old boy--buy a whole sheet containing 30 or 40 wrestlers, cut it into individual cards, and then play a game. (Unfortunately I've yet to pick up on the rules of the game or you know I'd be outside right now dominating the local street kids.) Bottom line is, they are all the rage. And if you know me, you should already know I, of course, love them because they are hilarious if nothing else.
Well, Joel also loves them. Last night, while I was helping cut a few new sheets he had gotten, he was giving me the low-down on each wrestler. In doing so, he said (and I quote), "This one's name is Jeff Hardy... But I like to call him Jeff Party."
I loved it! Is this a child of my own heart or what?!
i just laughed so hard..that was really funny and totally up your alley..that kid must "get" you!
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