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Foot + Face = Wednesdays Are Free



My kickboxing instructor got kicked in the face. For some reason, this surprised him. Anyway, either his nose or his jaw was broken (conflicting reports), and he wants to take some time off. Completely understandable, since most people prefer to avoid situations that lead to them getting kicked in the face. As a result, my Wednesday night kickboxing classes have been canceled until further notice.

Note to self: When changing in public locker rooms, do not wear novelty boxers. Those guys aren't checking you out, they're reading the words printed across your ass.

Also, I got a second job as a tech gremlin in my school's computer lab. This mostly means that I'll be walking people through PowerPoint, over and over again. Should be fun.

Oh, speaking of school, funny story. The other day, my science instructor (a sixty year old nun, mind you) was talking about pinecones - specifically, the difference between male and female pinecones. She's saying that the females "last a really long time, and can just keep doing their thing for as long as it takes", while the males "just blast their seeds all at once, then go limp, fall off, and roll away." I should also point out that I'm the only guy in this class. So I'm choking back the urge to laugh...because, come on, it's a NUN - you're not supposed to laugh at their innuendo. Then, this woman who sits in front of me turns around in her seat and gives me this big, exaggerated wink. That sets me off - not a huge, bellowing laugh, but just kind of a strangled chuckle. The woman in front of me turns around, acting completely innocent, just as everyone else turns to look at me. I hold up my textbook, trying to look extremely interested in the subject matter, but I'm not fooling anybody. The instructor looks over at me, gives this big sigh and rolls her eyes, telling everyone that that's another thing about pinecones - just like in humans, the females mature faster than the males. :icon10:

"In the clearing stands a boxer, and a fighter by his trade

And he carries the reminder of every glove that laid him down or cut him

'Til he cried out in his anger and his shame

I am leaving, I am leaving, but the fighter still remains."

-"The Boxer" by Simon and Garfunkel


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I'd advise due caution. Uncontrolled snickering got me thrown out of senior high Spanish. Actually, it was a joint effort by a friend and me, but I was the one who got caught. Despite that, we're still friends, 42 years after the fact. And still snickering.

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:icon6: I understand what you mean about the novelty boxers. I do the same thing with T-shirts -- I just like to read what they say, and sometimes that means I have to go out of my way to look at the person.As for the story from school... :icon6::icon6:
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I wasn't feeling well one day and decided to go to the doctor.While I was in the waiting room, a nun came out of the doctor's office. She looked very ashen, drawn and haggard.I walked up to the doctor and said, "I just saw a nun leaving who looked absolutely terrible. What was wrong with her?"The doctor said, "I just told her that she is going to have a baby."I exclaimed, "Are you serious?"The doctor replied, "No, but now she doesn't have hiccups, either."

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