Descended from violence
Any of you that have had the misfortune of facing me on the basketball court at the 6-pack can attest to my wicked post moves and my nasty competitive streak. If you were guarding me on the wing, hopefully you figured out that I like to go to my left...because I'm left-handed. Well, turns out that being left-handed might be a more distinguished trait than I thought. (Yes, it gets even better than being more "creative" than you righties out there.) You see, I've descended from violence. There's a little Billy the Kid in me. And maybe some Jack the Ripper, too. How exciting! It's Darwinism in action. And, I swear, if someone doesn't come up with an L-shaped office desk that's kind to a lefty real soon, I'm gonna lose my cool real fast. It wasn't funny in 2nd grade, and it isn't funny now.
Do you suppose that it is your left-handed-ness that made you such an adept climber??
-Mary
By 
, at 4:39 PM
Negative. That would be my long arms and legs, and short rooftops.
By 
thenoiseboy, at 10:17 PM
4:39 PMDo you suppose that it is your left-handed-ness that made you such an adept climber??
-Mary
10:17 PM
Negative. That would be my long arms and legs, and short rooftops.