I spent much of my weekend watching sports. I watched the HOOSKERS Husk the Buffa-lows a and I watched the EAGLES soar over the Cardi-nots and I watched the Jayhawks hawk all over the Misery Tigers and I even watched the STILLERS STUMP the STUPID PATS. But we also like to play sports at our house.
My brudder and sister are into synchro sports like tag team sharkinating.
They have to stretch a lot. It's like yoga without the zen.
Or the relaxation.
In fact it has much more in common with WWE or maybe Ultimate Fighting than yoga.
My sissy has the faces down. And it's hilarious because she always looks like the mean one even though Oscar is TOTALLY the bratty one. She's been framed!
They also like to do synchro fetching. My brudder needs to work on tongue control.
I'm directing. It's time for the turn out!
And the run!
And back together again!
I'm much more into solo sports. Like competitive roaching with cow stuffie (which my ma ape called my sheep until she noticed it was moo-ing. Yeah, real Nebraska girl that one.)
I also spent much of Thanksgiving working on my competitive eating skills so I will be ALL READY for the WING BOWL this year in Philly and then the HOT DOG eating contest on the fourth o' July.
I'll show you how I make more room. I have a chant for it.
STEP UP TO THE PLATE!
By the way, I know you have seen an awful lot of my chunder of late. It's not because I'm sick. It's because I like to go to the field and gorge on grass until I barf. Good time had by all!
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