Stupid (adj.) – Idiotic
Bet (n.) – A gamble
Stupid Bet (phrase) – A challenge, risk, or attempt, with the potential for very dumb consequences.
This week’s SB Award goes to:
Mr. Flat Face, for thinking, “I bet this helmet will protect my head.”
A wise man once said, “Helmets are perfect. Helmets are your friend. Helmets are invincible, and will protect you from all dangers.” That wise man died soon afterward, from head trauma, but I still believe him. And Mr. Flat Face appears to believe him as well. I admire his faith in the wise man’s words, even to the point of assuming that a helmet need not cover all parts of your head. I mean, as long as you think to wear a helmet, that should be enough, right? I guess that could be true. Maybe it is the thought that counts, but thoughts clearly aren’t one of Mr. Face’s strengths. And even less so now.
Things I’m assuming about Mr. Face:
- He feels no need to wear a seatbelt in his car, since it has airbags.
- He was playing a video game the day his instructor went over simple guarding techniques. (Like put your hand up rather than out, and maybe even turn your head to the side a little, if necessary.)
- He no longer has to worry about being able to smell people’s feet.
- He lost this fight. Quickly.
May you always resolve your differences with words, and always have a couple of Excedrin handy.
Reputation@Stake
Funny… My first thought was along the lines of your assumption number three…’No longer being concerned about the smell of others hooves’. Seems like the only plausible silver lining.
On the other foot…this could have been a strategic maneuver on his part, taking his arch enemy head on like that…
I imagine the defensive move in this situation is to tickle the opponent’s foot with the tip of one’s tongue, thereby rendering the opponent a giggling dogi wetting mess on the tatami mat floor.
Okay, even my slightly-warped brain didn’t think of tongues tickling feet. That’s just nasty. And hilarious. And I’m a little disappointed that I didn’t think of it to begin with. But I did catch the “arch enemy” comment. Nice one.
I wonder if someone can get athlete’s face?
“Athletes face”…oh hoho…the guy is good.
It just seemed like his lips are primed for the lickin, don’t you agree? I’m sure he squeezed the guys inner thigh soon after,to really drive home the tickle defense plan. Oh lookie there…his hands are ready to do just that.
I got athlete’s face once, but it had more to do with me mixing up lotions, than being kicked. But for this guy, using Anna’s theory, I’d worry about athlete’s tongue.
Worry, you should…it’s called thrush.
I apologize for the mental images and damage to your sleep cycle that will most likely result from the ruthless tongue lashing my guy gave your guy. I promise to refrain from commenting on your blog in the future.
Regretfully,
Cotton
Never apologize for giving me mental images that disturb my sleep cycle. (I need something to do with my time.) And never ever stop commenting on my blog. My blog loves comments. It nourishes it so that it can grow.