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There was very little that Paul and I would not do at the mall. One thing that we wouldn't not do involved a game that we invented wherein we would fill our pockets with pennies and plot to induce individuals into picking them up after dropping or throwing the penny near the individual but only if we were on a tile floor. Carpeted floors don't ring with the sound of dropped coins, you know. Another method was to leave the penny in a highly visible location and wait for someone to pass and collect it. An elaborate scoring system was invented based on which people were least likely to pick up the penny. Children and custodians were worth only one point. Teenagers were worth a whopping 5 points. Everyone else was worth 2. If a fight broke out, 10 points were awarded. This was not as uncommon as it sounds. We played this game often enough to come up with a name for it in order to reference it while not directly engaged in said game. The name we came up with for the game was "The Penny Game" and it was very fun. In this aspect it was very unlike the game that Paul made up where you grab a handful of orange berries off a bush and drop them one at a time in front of you as you walk. The point of his game was to step on the berry and squish it before it bounced twice. I think. It was a very, very bad game though I would be surprised if Paul told me he had ever given it up completely. He was very fond of this game. I tried to convince him on every occasion that his game was bad but he remained unconvinced somehow.
It was children, RETARDS, and custodes were worth one point, realizer.
ReplyDeleteAnd the point was to step on it right exactly at the moment of impact, thus having no bounce.
ReplyDeleteyou realizer
ReplyDeleteSee, if I had realized you had to step on the berry before it bounced I would have embraced the game wholeheartedly. All these years... wasted on not playing that awesome game.
ReplyDeleteLet's try that again. I was having a flashback...I know we were on the temple grounds, but I'm not sure if it was our wedding day - could have been, but PAUL WAS DOING THAT WHILE WE WALKED AROUND. It made me pleased and not want to kill him.
ReplyDeleteMandi, did you realize that you are supposed to step on the berry at exactly the moment of impact to prevent bounce? I'm guessing not 'cause if you had realized that detail I feel certain you would have felt greater compassion and perhaps embraced this game of obvious importance and diversion.
ReplyDeleteI did not realize. What a laipjig I was to care about such silly things as smushed berry goo all over the temple sidewalk and his nice shoes, not to mention the ignoring of me while all his focus was centered on the smashing of berries at the point of impact over and over and over again?? I'M NOT DUMB.
ReplyDeleteWhen you say "all over" you mean in a few meaningless spots and on the underside of my shoes? I cant believe how much that mattered.
ReplyDeleteThings you need to post about now:
ReplyDeleteYour new logo once you get it.
Howdy Doody Mr. Spy Interrogator Man
The P
Shootin the Rapids
Then digitalize the music video of Fingertips that we made and post it if you know whats good for you.
Those are all excellent stories and I hope there's enough time for them to be told. I am particularly fond of the story about my new logo. Look for these and 2 other exciting stories from the distant past in the near future.
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