One of our various trips to the swimming hole resulted in a "dog gets ball" diving competition. Since there was only one competitor, the results seemed to be fore ordained. Ah, but not so fast my friend. Ray, representing the West 7th contingent, was in fine form with his start, nose forward, eyes on ball. His flight showed no flaws, and his entry was nailed perfectly. To top it all off, he emerged from the foam smiling for the crowd as if the prize was his. Then comes the rub...the Slovakian judge, known in ball getting circles as "lobster boy", threw the competition into a tizzy with his score of two. Another fine day at the swimming hole ruined by the commies. Rats!
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Nice...does your brother have some sort of defect in his hands? Is that genetic or environmental?
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