A topic came up about me being home alone without my boyfriend around and the what-ifs on burglars and friends breaking an entry to my house.
Later that day, he came back to the house with a big baseball bat for me to hide under the sofa. I find it funny, yet, serious. If you know what I mean.
So, I practiced beating up an imaginary person with it while he's laughing at me though I don't care.
It was pretty liberating actually.
And now we know, if, knock on wood, some stupid burglar decides to break in, I'll be ready to beat him up to pulp.
3 comments:
huffss.. lucky that i know that in advance.. thanks for the info >:)
you're welcome.
its aluminum...so dont hold back.
just follow through with the swing. and aim where something can break. ribs, skull, kneecaps, and of course crotch.
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