Mad ninja-like skilz, if I do say so myself. A fly was buzzing around the Wolves' computer -- the one I'm working at, anyway -- and I swatted that bad boy right out of the air. He lay stunned on the desk until I crushed his worthless fly butt. Dead. Not quite Mr. Miyagi snatching a fly out of the air with chopsticks, but not too shabby.
OK, OK, I promised to get back to serious blogging in a minute, or at least as close as I ever get here.
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