Yes doctor, I am sick. Sick of those who are spineless. Sick of those who feel self-entitled. Sick of those who are hypocrites. Yes doctor, an army is forming. Yes doctor, there will be a war. Yes doctor, there will be blood.....
This reminded me of a 'game' we used to play in middle school. You'd hold your pencil vertically with both hands and your friend would hit it with his pencil. You take turns until someone breaks the other guy's pencil. Well, I would hold my hand karate-chip style with my pencil between my first two fingers. Then I'd Karate-chop his @#$% pencil in half! It would happen so quickly he couldn't see that I was using my hand not my pencil.
Looking back, I can't help but feel really bad for all those helpless pencils I reduced to toothpicks...
Last edited by TheRock on Wed Feb 28, 2007 7:01 pm, edited 1 time in total.
This reminded me of a 'game' we used to play in middle school. You'd hold your pencil vertically with both hands and your friend would hit it with his pencil. You take turns until someone breaks the other guy's pencil. Well, I would hold my hand karate-chip style with my pencil between my first two fingers. Then I'd Kate-chop his @#$% pencil in half! It would happen so quickly he couldn't see that I was using my hand not my pencil.
Looking back, I can't help but feel really bad for all those helpless pencils I reduced to toothpicks...
I had a nice piece of bamboo I used. Would even give the other guy two or three attempts before I'd break his pencil, and that's what we called it: "pencils".
Yes doctor, I am sick. Sick of those who are spineless. Sick of those who feel self-entitled. Sick of those who are hypocrites. Yes doctor, an army is forming. Yes doctor, there will be a war. Yes doctor, there will be blood.....