I spent an hour at my mates house trying to smash his Greenhouse!
I truly did, the shameful part of this is that I was only three months younger than I am now!

I was playing ball with one of his dogs, throwing a football up the garden for his very playful and cuddly Black Lab. He kept laughing at my poor hand eye co-ordination and inability to throw more than a few feet. So taking careful aim, I informed him that the next ball was going through his green house! The ball took to the air and arced across the lawn, to land with a splat in the dog toilet!

Had I actually hit the greenhouse I think that I would have been mortified, if only a little bit proud. I think he egged me on knowing how pathetically inept I am. The dog returned the freshly "flavoured" ball and dropped against my leg. I looked down, hoping that the stain was mud.

The closest I got was about six feet away, this would not be so bad if he had a big garden. I admit, I am lame and throw like a girl, especially when the ball has recently splashed through a fresh dog's egg!
( Rev. Jayneflakes Buy my book, I need the cash for drugs and hookers, Sun 10 Oct 2010, 0:21, Reply)