Roundhouse Punch

(While balancing with one foot on top of that freaking half-ball-thing, the other leg stretched out in front of me, and both hands out for balance.)

Will Ferrell: You know, you can stop curling your fingers. There’s nothing for you to grab onto. (laughs)

Me: (gritting my teeth) Shut up

(More laughter from Will Ferrell)

Me: Trust me, you do NOT want to meet my roundhouse punch.

Will Ferrell: Well, it wouldn’t be the first time I’ve been punched by a female.

Me: (Sweating and gasping while still trying to balance on that damn torture-device) Yeah? Well, it’d probably the the last.

Will Ferrell is trying to kill me, and he’s really asking for a good kick in the groin while he’s at it.

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2 Responses to “Roundhouse Punch”

  1. mia Says:
    February 18th, 2010 at 5:54 am

    Does he know you have a black belt

  2. Tamra Says:
    February 20th, 2010 at 9:17 am

    Told him I have a Sensei title right after that conversation ;-) .