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Pastimes : Where the GIT's are going -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Alan Smithee who wrote (143402)	5/13/2007 6:33:57 PM
From: Augustus Gloop	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 225578

LOL - that would do it

To: Alan Smithee who wrote (143402)	5/15/2007 7:09:19 PM
From: TimF	Respond to of 225578

She'll look at me and say "I don't know you. I'm not going with this strange man." Luckily the folks at Campfire know I'm her dad. If they didn't I could see it would cause problems. My youngest brother pulled that trick when he was picked up at pre-school by one of my other brothers. The people at the pre-school DIDN'T know that the claim wasn't true. Sometimes you wonder how kids survive the response from their elders after the stunts they pull. That same youngest brother almost pushed me through a window once, during a pickup game of basketball on the back deck of my parents house. We were using one of those little plastic basketball hoops+backboards with a small basketball. I am old enough to be his dad, and he was still a kid at the time (although not small kid). I tilted the rules to favor him, the most obvious rule tweak kept me from just walking up and dropping the ball in to the net (which was below my head level). I had to shoot from behind a certain line. But I was allowed to jump from that line. So I got up a running start and sailed towards the basket to dunk it. My little brother stepped to the side, and shoved me from behind, in the direction I was already going, while I was in the air. I was a lot bigger then him, but I had no leverage in the air. Behind and just to the side of the plastic basketball backboard was a window. I was lucky to be able to stop myself without going in to my parents house through the (closed) window.