Work has become pretty dull. Luckily we have a foosball table now in our break room.
My brother works at the same company I do, so he is my daily foosball opponent.
It has gotten pretty bad. I'd say on any given day we play upwards of 10 games daily.
The table is a little old and it needs daily lubrication of the rods that the little men are on.
As you can imagine, I love messing with my brothers head.
Yesterday, I called him up and told him it was on. I got there early and lubricated my side of the table. I left the can of lube and some paper towels where he could see them.
When he comes in, he asks "Did you lube both sides?".
I of course replied, "Yes, of course".
I proceed to beat him badly.
After we were done, I whispered : "oh ya, I really didn't lube your side."
Fast forward next day.... He comes down for a game, I have can of lube out with paper towels.
This time, I am standing on the other side of the table....
I just love messing with his head.
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I can see the brotherly love seeping from your pores!
Hi there. Imagine you joining the blog-world. My first memory of you and your time in MY country was the look on your face when I told you babies sleep outside during the day in Denmark. NOT on the ground but in a nice, cosy pram! AND then you asked me about guns and the laws in Denmark and I said something like - UHH - no need to bring them here, thanks. Hope you're fine overthere - I will be keeping an eye on you!!!LOL. My DH says HI too.
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