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| splittin up the teams. |
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| team: the big booz |
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| team: intimidators. |
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| we want a pitcher...not a belly itcher. |
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| gooooo granny! gooooo granny! go! go! go! |
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| a grand slam. |
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| gooooo papa! gooooo papa! go! go! go! |
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| beating my dad to first base. |
i would like to say that this was a friendly game of kick ball.
it definitely started out that way..and luckily ended that way..
but somewhere in the middle things got hazy.
there were a couple arguments on who was safe and who was out.
some dancing and some gamey name calling.
i am competative. i'm not going to lie.
i love winning.
but unfortunately this day the cards weren't in my hands.
the final score 6:20.
ok so we got killed. but it was the most fun i have had in quite a while.
there was however an accident that lead to a trip to the e.r.
it definitely started out that way..and luckily ended that way..
but somewhere in the middle things got hazy.
there were a couple arguments on who was safe and who was out.
some dancing and some gamey name calling.
i am competative. i'm not going to lie.
i love winning.
but unfortunately this day the cards weren't in my hands.
the final score 6:20.
ok so we got killed. but it was the most fun i have had in quite a while.
there was however an accident that lead to a trip to the e.r.
luckily she ended up ok. just some pulled muscles.
besides the minor accident, i would say it was a perfect day for a game.
team big booz i'll take you on for a rematch.
and be ready for some panty pounding.
team big booz i'll take you on for a rematch.
and be ready for some panty pounding.
May I mention that although we got our britches STOMPED, WE are the team who sent an opponent to the hospital!! Go INTIMIDATORS!! POUND PANTIES!!
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