(Original photo stolen from this guy)
I have invented a new imaginary sport: Client Wrestling. I haven't worked out the details, except that I must always win and they must always apologize.
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Gosh...and to think I pay good money to correct this 'client wrestling' problem.
Maybe we can be in a support group together?
Posted by: Rick's Cafe | February 13, 2010 at 07:40 AM
Is that Ellen Degeneres?
Anyway, grand idea. This concept has great potential for expansion into the realms of husband/wives and parent/children and crazy woman/her 25 cats. For example.
Brilliant.
Posted by: Chesapeake Bay Woman | February 12, 2010 at 07:26 AM
oh i cant wait for the details!
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Posted by: noe noe girl | February 12, 2010 at 06:17 AM
If that's the uniform, count me out. Put me in THAT, and women would faint and strong men would barf.
Trust me. It would be genuine peek-a-boo.
(Peek. Then BOO).
Posted by: Bob Cleveland | February 11, 2010 at 08:31 PM
Wow, I'll say one thing. It looks like you're going to win! (If that's your warrior doll)
Posted by: KathiD | February 11, 2010 at 05:19 PM