Monday, September 10

Table Tennis, aka Ping-Pong.

Is anyone out there really good at table tennis, or regular tennis for that matter? Come on over to eastern Santa Rosa in the Sunshine State and I'll give you a beating that might make you give up the sport for good. The end.

9 comments:

Sara said...

Feeling energetic and competitive today eh?

Years ago I lived for a short period in a house that had a grass tennis court. I quite enjoyed evenings spent badly whacking balls back and forth over a net, but that's as far as my racquet skills ever got. You'll have to go out and challenge the local brats. They'll probably give you a good runaround.

Metamatician said...

Haha. Just feeling feisty and seeing if anyone would take the bait. I was a pretty fair tennis player about 35 pounds ago, and still am a decent ping pong player. But I'm sure there's some asshole out there who thinks he or she can beat me :^)

Thesaurus Rex said...

I'll be that asshole. I love a challenge. All we need is a monkey for the air fare. I'll dig out my best frilly skirt. You can practice your 'Chalk flew up' rants. I was a decent tennis player, the only reason I didn't go on to be a bloody good one was because I'm making it all up.

Metamatician said...

I had all this stuff to come back with until I hit your last line. Now I'm just laughing. You're too clever for me Dunc, you win this round.

Metamatician said...

Er... Rex.

Thesaurus Rex said...

My cover is blown on a weekly basis by you-know-who. I may as well just admit I am Lord Lucan. I like anonymity but I'm also a shameless self publicist at times. However, I do like playing tennis, and would relish the challenge of a game with somebody who'll beat me but teach me how good I can be. Shame about that ocean. I was making up the skirt bit too. It's not frilly, just plain denim.

Anonymous said...

Fibber! Last skirt I saw you in was pink and lacy.

Metamatician said...

Not the missing Lord Lucan! It all makes sense now! My God, it's full of stars! Whatever happened to the claimant to his Earldom anyway? Is he considered dead for having been missing so long or does his long-suffering son (or whoever it is, I haven't heard anything about that story in years) get to inherit his estate and/or titles. I believe an Earldom is an inheritable title, correct?

And denim skirts are so 80s-Agassi, Rex. Let me handle the wardrobe and I'll do you up a treat. I just hope you like faux African cat fur prints and lip gloss. Oh yeah, I had to sneak you in under the women's tourney as the men's was all full up. Sorry bout that; next black & tan is on me.

PS. When I see you down the pub for that free round (or 6), don't have the pink frilly stuff on. Just a warning. I mean I like you and all Rex, but not in the way you guys are all thinking, you sickos. I mean that I'm actually physically, sexually attracted to him.

Metamatician said...

BTW Rex, I like the attitude. Not willing to concede anything, you'll stand up and make this prick from across the tub put his money where his mouth is.

Even though I will still be the crap out of you, I do like your spirit and will count you amongst the nobler of my foes. *Doffs cap*

Archived Posts

Search The Meta-Plane