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| Friday, March 30, 2007 |
My frisbee golf story from lunch...
We were on our last hole, and we picked a speed limit sign next to a house to throw at. We started throwing at the sign, just as a woman in her late 50's exited her house with her little shitzu dog. She was very pudgy, and dressed in a pink and black jumpsuit. She watched us throw the Frisbee at the sign a few times, then she crossed the street.
As we got closer to her house she shouted at us "Hey! I don't want you kids throwing your Frisbee at my house! Find someone else to play!" So without even skipping a beat I said "Lady do you really think we'd be throwing our Frisbees at your house with you standing right there? Come on." Then she took about 10 seconds to think it through and said "You don't have to be a smartass about it". And then I said "Well, don't treat us like idiots then." And then she said "Well, you ARE." And walked away.
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