Some of my family members are in a karate club. This is a photo of the sparring dummy. His name is Bob. A couple of days a week they practice beating up Bob. Bob absorbs a lot of anger, frustration, and resentment that would otherwise be directed at me. I love bob. At first i was insulted that he was obviously a middle aged white guy just like me - except he is pretty intense, limbless, and much more muscular than i. So, i decided to let it go. Go ahead world, beat up Bob, he's guilty. On second thought, I don't like him either. Never did. Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.7
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