Yesterday’s strip, where the woman sprayed Deep Woods Off and the smell ruined the taste of the IPA reminded me of something that happened to me last year. I was visiting the local brewery and the bar maid was ending her shift and heading out on a date. Then, right there in front of us, she pulls out a stick of roll on deodorant and proceeded to apply it to her underarms. You couldn’t help but smell it….and it does affect the taste. Not only that, it was pretty “tacky”.
20 years ago after visiting my mother we decided to take a road less traveled. We crossed the Chesapeake Bay Bridge Tunnel and took a more leisurely drive through the Eastern Shore of Virginia. Along the way we decided to take a lunch break in Ocean City Maryland. I was carrying my son as we walked along the boardwalk and just as we were passing a group playing hacky sack an errant hit sent it out of play and directly toward me. Much to the astonishment of the group, with my son in my arms, I deftly flicked my elbow and returned the hacky sack into play. It was a total fluke that I did that!
It would be a different outcome for me. Tried playing kickball with some kids a few years ago and when I “whiffed” while at bat, I wrenched my back. An inglorious end to the doomed display of my former kickball prowess.
Jayalexander over 3 years ago
It’s a shame, youth is wasted on the young.
Egrayjames over 3 years ago
Yesterday’s strip, where the woman sprayed Deep Woods Off and the smell ruined the taste of the IPA reminded me of something that happened to me last year. I was visiting the local brewery and the bar maid was ending her shift and heading out on a date. Then, right there in front of us, she pulls out a stick of roll on deodorant and proceeded to apply it to her underarms. You couldn’t help but smell it….and it does affect the taste. Not only that, it was pretty “tacky”.
nosirrom over 3 years ago
20 years ago after visiting my mother we decided to take a road less traveled. We crossed the Chesapeake Bay Bridge Tunnel and took a more leisurely drive through the Eastern Shore of Virginia. Along the way we decided to take a lunch break in Ocean City Maryland. I was carrying my son as we walked along the boardwalk and just as we were passing a group playing hacky sack an errant hit sent it out of play and directly toward me. Much to the astonishment of the group, with my son in my arms, I deftly flicked my elbow and returned the hacky sack into play. It was a total fluke that I did that!
WCraft Premium Member over 3 years ago
It would be a different outcome for me. Tried playing kickball with some kids a few years ago and when I “whiffed” while at bat, I wrenched my back. An inglorious end to the doomed display of my former kickball prowess.
mistercatworks over 3 years ago
I’m betting he was the hacky-sack ball and got kicked around in high school.
ChessPirate over 3 years ago
“Hacky-[CRICK!]… Sacroiliac!”
Sisyphos over 3 years ago
I sometimes witnessed hacky sackers, back in the day, but I never joined in the game, or whatever you’d call it.
Monty actually played that one smart!