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Thursday, April 2, 2009

bruises.

On Sunday as my sister was getting ready, she showed me a bruise on her right upper thigh. It was about the size of a half dollar. I asked her what it was from.

"It's my FIRST ATHLETIC BRUISE!"

She's playing soccer so I was really excited about it for her.

Then, as she turns around to walk to the bathroom and she has this huu-maan-go bruise on her left upper thigh about the size of a cantaloupe.

Me: What is that from?

SL: Oh, umm...I ran into a desk.

Me: just laughing hysterically

Clumsy athlete.

Isn't that an oxymoron or something?

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