Ahh!We used to have a similar game, punching shoulders.
/edit: trading licks...
It wasn't as much how hard you could punch, but how quickly you could get ready for the next lick.
I came home many a day with both bruised shoulders and pride.
(/edit: trading licks...
It wasn't as much how hard you could punch, but how quickly you could get ready for the next lick.
I came home many a day with both bruised shoulders and pride.
Syncubus Yarr! Ye'll be walking Planck's Constant! [GMT-5],
Sun 14 Mar 2004, 1:27,
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