I roughed up some children this weekend; some children that I’d never met before. Their mother gave me permission to. I’d never met her before either. She said that they were driving her crazy and she needed someone to wear them out. I said, “Okay.”
The two munchkins and I got into one of those big, bouncy, moonwalk things at the 97x Birthday Bash, and I proceeded to toss them around like ragdolls. It was complete domination. They didn’t stand a chance. If I had to guess, I’d say the two brothers were about 8 and 6. Eight plus six equals fourteen. I’m twenty-four. You do the math. I win.
*There were some pictures taken of this outstanding display of manship and superior athletic prowess. I’ll try and get a hold of them and post them on here. Oh, and don’t try and rain on my parade by saying something like, “Big deal, you tossed some kids around,” because I don’t care what you think.
Okay if I remember correctly it was more like “Drew” getting dominated. I think that you have romanticized this event in your head. I am pretty sure that there are pictures on my page proving this.
I would like to let everyone know that Holly is simply trying to tarnish my reputation. The words that I speak are the truth…those kids were but oak leaves caught in Hurricane Drew. I think one of them might even be partially disabled now.