Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Knife Fight
I am getting ready for bed after a long day of work and training (running intervals and swimming). I am tired and looking forward to a good nights rest. As I walk to my room, I see Christopher go into the bathroom with a grimace look on his face holding his leg. I ask what is wrong and he says "I have been in a knife fight.....and I lost".
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Knife fight? With himself?
That would be correct. It slipped out of his hand and did quite the number on him. Needless to say his mother took it away.
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