So I was running some errands downtown the other day, and passed a juggler on the sidewalk. He said something to me as I passed, something along the lines of, "Hey, spare some change?" I paused and half-turned toward him, and he threw one of his balls at me.It hit me in the upper chest, next to my shoulder. He didn't throw it as hard as he could
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If nothing else, his approach practically guarantees no one will give him any change.
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May I take him across the Styx for a change of scenery as well?
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And I'd have winged it back at his face. :)
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I guess I'm lucky he wasn't juggling chainsaws or torches.
How many jugglers have you met?
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