Day 246: Ping Pong

And there they went, back and forth, back and forth and again. It was as if the ball was a boomerang, always returning to sender. It was like a symphony being played on a mini tennis court. My head was moving so much I thought that I might break my neck. I just couldn’t get enough. It was wonderful.

The ball was glow in the dark as was the table and ping pong rackets. It was like a magic show. I knew I had to get some of the action. I mean I sucked at it but still wanted to play. With 4 glasses of wine in me, it’d be a miracle if I did anything other than loose. And a miracle it was!

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