W loves to wrestle. Having two little sisters, he doesn't get a chance to do it very often. So I decided that I would get down in the floor and wrestle with him a couple of days ago.
Now, I have 5 brothers so I know a little something about wrestling,
OR at least I thought I did.
He kicked my butt.
I had/have more bruises then I think I have ever had at one time in my life.
I guess he was impressed though because he told me...
"You are 8 times good."
I thought that wasn't too bad.
Then he says..."I'm 10 times good though."
I thought...You're Right!!
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