Tonight was flipcup championships for Thursday kickball. A few of us got to the bar early, and decided to practice a bit. We asked a group of six guys if they wanted to play us, 6 on 2, and they were horrified. "Are you SURE you want to do that?" "We can't do that to you! Take some of our people!" "We're really good; I don't think you want to do this." "Blah, blah, blah." Erin and I insisted that, yes, we wanted to do three cups each and take them on, regardless of their supposed skills. What happened? We kicked their asses, that's what. I wish I had photographed the looks of astonishment and then embarrasment after the first ass-whooping.
Then they looked at our hands and claimed we were carnies. Foiled!
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