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remember sean kubat? i do. but hold on, it's not that amazing, i saw him last night. last night when people fell through screen doors. last night when arm wrestling was ripe for the pickings. last night when bluffing wasn't just something you watched people do on television poker but something people did right in front of your eyes during your own personal game of poker. also, i learned another meaning for 'erie canal' which now has at least three. well, i guess web's was 'panama canal,' but, anyway, stop ruining the flow of this post.
so, no one likes to talk about losing arm wrestling matches - or i mean, death, but it's going to happen and you'll just have to find ways to deal with it and maybe next time you'll just have to learn to come over the top - or i mean, have more faith. but all subtleties aside, i don't really feel bad about losing to sean kubat in arm wrestling last night.
see, i've been an arm wrestling junkie since about, at least, two - two and a half weeks ago when i beat steve and doug. yeah, i got pretty over-confident and even employed some of the 'look around and talk to people while the other guy struggles his shoulder off' techniques that i caught on espn 2 [known for its prowess in showing sports like championship darts and frisbee juggling tournaments (which, if could compose it, would be a post all on its own)] during the arm wrestling finals from the 'cockiest guy ever' (quotes agreed upon by me and everyone else i've ever mentioned the guy to, i.e. sean kubat, last night) who easily destroys everyone else. but, now i'm thinking about hangin' it up.
one more thing about sean kubat (other than that he suddenly seems fairly fucking intelligent). our one teacher in middle school (who i won't describe because you'll know exactly what kind of middle school teacher he was once you hear the rest of this) made sean write probably like one thousand times 'i will not masticate foreign objects in class,' and this meant that he was caught chewing gum.* what sean learned from all of this was the word masticate. heheh.
i wonder what kinds of stories kids will have from the wolfman's classes.
*phrasing taken from how the curious dog/night-time book is written
so, no one likes to talk about losing arm wrestling matches - or i mean, death, but it's going to happen and you'll just have to find ways to deal with it and maybe next time you'll just have to learn to come over the top - or i mean, have more faith. but all subtleties aside, i don't really feel bad about losing to sean kubat in arm wrestling last night.
see, i've been an arm wrestling junkie since about, at least, two - two and a half weeks ago when i beat steve and doug. yeah, i got pretty over-confident and even employed some of the 'look around and talk to people while the other guy struggles his shoulder off' techniques that i caught on espn 2 [known for its prowess in showing sports like championship darts and frisbee juggling tournaments (which, if could compose it, would be a post all on its own)] during the arm wrestling finals from the 'cockiest guy ever' (quotes agreed upon by me and everyone else i've ever mentioned the guy to, i.e. sean kubat, last night) who easily destroys everyone else. but, now i'm thinking about hangin' it up.
one more thing about sean kubat (other than that he suddenly seems fairly fucking intelligent). our one teacher in middle school (who i won't describe because you'll know exactly what kind of middle school teacher he was once you hear the rest of this) made sean write probably like one thousand times 'i will not masticate foreign objects in class,' and this meant that he was caught chewing gum.* what sean learned from all of this was the word masticate. heheh.
i wonder what kinds of stories kids will have from the wolfman's classes.
*phrasing taken from how the curious dog/night-time book is written
on a whim, chad was marco @ 1:10 PM
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