Ladies and Gentlemen, meet the Dribbler, a Neighborhood Newcomer with a most annoying habit. Every morning at 7:30, he walks up and down the length of 7th Street bouncing a basketball, leaving a perpetual 'boing, boing, boing' in his wake. The sound has a tendency to echo off nearby homes and worm its way into your consciousness like some kind of audible Chinese Water Torture. "That's it," I said as he walked by Starbucks this morning, "I've had it ... This Kobe Tyrant must be stopped!" I followed him to his lair which, not surprisingly, turned out to be Goose Egg Park and watched from a safe distance as he hid his basketball in a tree. Then, like so many before him, he assumed the posture of a Ninja Master and began practicing a series of Goofball Maneuvers. Mark my words, one of these days when he least expects it, that Basketball is going to disappear ...!
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I suppose if I practiced "People Watching" more (which used to be a favorite thing to do during lunchtime when I was working) I must have some goof balls in my area too! LOL
Go make that basketball diappear!
Hugs, Rose
Go get that ball! LOL
be well...
Marty here in wilkes - barre pa we have a lot of goofballs to , if you need more i'll send some your way
The sound of a dribbling basketball is actually sort of normal and comforting to me. :) But then every other house here has a basketball hoop (as does ours)!
Perhaps I should start dribbling on the deck around the house in the morning, to give Beth soothing sounds :o)
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