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December 13, 2009



I need a punching room.

If you don't know what that is, don't worry about it because I just made it up a couple minutes ago. So don't worry, it's not important - it's not going to be on the test.

...or is it?

It's not. But anyway I'd like to have a punching room - after a long, hard week at work and what not, I'd like to come home and...oh, sorry. I guess you don't know what a punching room is. I guess I just kinda jumped into it without any kind of intro except for that whole 'it's on the test thing'. Well, let me explain what a punching room is, and it really isn't on the test.

...or is it?
I'm not kidding - it's not. Anyway, a punching room is where you would go whenever you've had a bad day and are just kinda grumpy and wanna go punch some stuff. In this room, you would have all kinds of stuff to punch. Plates, lamps, thin pieces of wood - but never, ever people.

Psych. Especially people.

Anyway, I don't have a punching room but I think it'd be cool to have one. I told my wife about my idea for a punching room and she said 'I don't know what that is and don't tell me it's going to be on any test'. I explained to her what it was and also specified that it would not be on the test. I told her I wanted to start construction on my new punching room immediately. She said it was a nice idea and said I could pick one plate to take to the room.

"This one" I said as I picked up a nice big plate from the sink.
"But that one's dirty" she said.
"Oh yeah... this one" I replied as I picked another one out of the sink.
"But that one's dirty too" she continued "Tell you what, how about you clean all of the dishes that are in the sink and that way you have nice clean plates to choose your one from - after that you can eat this candy bar I got you."
"Great idea!" I replied.

So, in the end it all worked out. All of the dishes got cleaned and I got that candy bar, just like I wanted.