I'm not dumb. At least I don't think I am. I'd like to think I have at least average intellect. I'm not saying I'm a genius either, because let's face it, I'm not.
What I do have is a complete lack of anything that could even remotely be described as common sense.
My Kung Fu school is giving a huge Bak Mei demonstration on Friday in Medicine Hat. Being the enthusiastic martial artist that I happen to be, I decided that I'd do a few demonstrations. Four of them, in fact. Two empty hand fist forms, a staff form, and a two-man fighting staff demo. This doesn't sound like much, but the two fist forms are the longest in the style (and at full-force, they're somewhat exhausting); I hate staff forms with a passion; and the two-man fighting staff demo involves having a huge guy named Tom try to beat me to death with a stick. And that one's going to be performed last, so I'm gonna be exhaused, and Tom's still gonna be trying to beat me to death with a stick.
And all that doesn't include the Lion dance I'm doing before the Kung Fu demo.
No, I take it back, I am dumb.
Note to self: obtain defibrilator before demo on Friday....
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I love how you use self deprecation as a means of demonstrating how great you are.
No self-deprecation on this one; I think I'm genuinely going to regret volunteering to do this come Friday night. I desperately need a break after doing one of these forms at full force, full speed; doing four is going to completely lay me out.
--Drew
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