May 3, 2009

Big Shooter, What were you thinking?!

Chickening out and sending your Beloved sling shooting into the air with your youngest Crumb Snatcher?
Tsk. Tsk.
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Whee...

Yup.

That's Girl Child and myself...

Her: brave, bold and barely tall enough!

Me: not brave and bold...and barely tall enough.

Meet the cross between Sledge and Straight Shooter.

She's one cool chick.


Tomorrow...the video.

Love Note to my Big Shooter: cluck, cluck, cluuuuck. bawk, bawk, bawwwwck!! (not sure which one to type to illustrate a chicken sound ;o) Either way, I had my hands tucked under my pits flapping my wings while I made them!

7 comments:

Kristina P. said...

You ARE brave! I would never get in one of those things.

Anonymous said...

Hey ya'all, this is Big Shooter (or as Straight Shooter would have you believe - Big Chicken). Now I know I never comment on her viscious and uncalled for attacks on my good name. I usually let it roll off my back because to tell you the truth, I just ignore her, and she is a bitter unhappy human so I excuse her accordingly. But today is different because she is implying that I am less than a man. I would like to go on record and simply say that I was totally ready to ride that ride, just one small thing - I was waiting on results from a CT scan to inform me why I was having horrible headaches and to see if my cancer had spead in the form of a Metastactic Brain tumor. Thank ya'all for your time and support. Please help end the abuse and let SS know that you do not condone her treatment of her loving husband.

~ Straight Shooter ~ said...

Blah, blah, b l a h . . .

Waa, waa, waa...

P.S. See how big and brave he is calling me names...when his feet are flat on the floor?

The Sky is Falling said...

Guess whose side I'm on:

I say Tyson, you say _______?

Truth is... you had a chance to really make something of yourself, man. You passed up the opportunity to strap yourself into that giant Elasti-Band and defy gravity with the utmost bravery while your wife and children looked on in awe.

Did you do it? Umm... no. Instead, you chose to stand around doing the pee-pee dance while your braver-half accompanied your baby girl on the big, scary, ride.

Now here's where the bottom really falls out of your argument. You had to wait for the results of your CT scan anyway, right?!! So you could've popped a Tylenol and spent that time with your hands in the air like you just don't care.

Worse yet, you played the cancer card. Which, though you've certainly earned the right to play it, you must be cautious not to over-use it or it will quickly lose effectiveness. Do you really think it was smart to waste it on a jumpy-jump ride?!

The fact is friend, you had a choice here and you clearly made the wrong one. No worries, it happens to us all. No harm, no fowl. You'll do better next time. And you can bet they'll be a next time, 'cause I know the results of those tests!

Now, go plug in your night light to keep the bed bugs from biting. Curl up in your big boy bed and thank God you married a courageous woman who'll keep the monsters away.

Somebody Loved said...

Oh SS I could never do that slingshot into the wild blue yonder... I just know I would pee my pants. Or worse... die of a heart attack.

It's amazing what our kidlets can talk us into...

I was gonna join the attack on BS. Then I read his comment in defense of himself... I will let it slide this time... mostly cause I am a chicken too.

ToOdLeS.ShEiLa

Pat said...

Wow, you both are brave girls. It turns my stomach just watching those things!

Horace Monger said...

It's too bad partners we can't enjoy the compliments we get without having to have a controversy over it and insulting others by calling it that incredibly overused word, "harassment", mistaken for "sexual".