Baywatch Meets Special Olympics

Although the memo rewrite has temporarily sucked the blogging spirit out of my being I will mention that someone in a high place likes watching the 1Q’s look like a class of mentally challenged third graders. Maybe it’s punishment for the easy schedule but someone is out for revenge. I’ve asked around and as far as I can tell, the ‘Werebears’ never signed up for volleyball yet somehow the school wide e-mail says we have.

Fear not. I’ve gathered a motley group of six spastics that I’m sure won’t disappoint whoever it is that enjoys watching invalids get hit in the face with fast moving projectiles. And for everyone’s viewing pleasure, the infamous Thomas will be taking his athleticism from the outfield into the sandbox.

10 dollars says one of my teammates figures out a way to get their head stuck in the net.


UPDATE:

Maybe it was the Dean, maybe it was my mother, but someone made a call to have the ‘Werebears’ stricken from the V-ball roster. I recant my bet and apologize for the inconvenience.