The little man was hesitant. He said he didn’t want to break his hands. Any knowledge he’d acquired to that point had come from movies and cartoons. Hopefully things will be a little clearer now, since he’s had his first Tae Kwan Do lesson. Now if he can just remember to call his instructor Sa Bu Nim. Oh, and stay in the room until the class is really over. Last night he strolled out at 8:00pm on the dot, because that’s when class was supposed to end. But the others were still going strong. Oops.
Bonus: I’ve always found Bollywood movies to be mesmerizing, but now the choice bits are readily available on YouTube. And by choice bits, I mean the large scale dance numbers. Though the outfits and dance moves seem to be more modern/western now…and I really don’t know about this Buntee Aur Bubli gangsta rap.
Plus: My toothpaste tube sustained puncture wounds. From the cat. Not quite as dire as the damaged small electrics, but annoying nonetheless. Then he tried to chew the buttons off my shirt. While I was wearing it. Ugh.
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