A couple of weeks ago, Boe and I spent some time with our favorite red heads. We spent a day playing numerous card games, rolling dice, playing a few kid's games, participating in a spelling bee, dancing, and, most importantly, competing in a tense game of butt darts.
Alamar's always seemed to hook right.
Alfred walked like a duck with his butt pinched, of course, and his feet turned out.
Boe's lining up for the drop . . .
Cubby John's approach was the best, however. He literally had to pull his cheeks apart.
I don't even want to think about how far he must have shoved that little quarter up there.
He made it in nearly every time, though.
And afterward, he would check to be sure it was really gone.
The man child changed his approach every time.
Note the mismatched socks. And he thought he was fooling everyone because of the color.
Serena used the bend-and-snap approach. It worked fairly well. I employed the same approach.
Fun was had by all. Tehee!
