I remember one time in my Ninja day's I had a calculator/scheduler with a programmable tv remote in it. I dressed in my Ninja uniform and hid under the buffet chest in the dining room. My dad was watching tv and during commercials I would start flipping stations, he kept hitting the remote thinking it was malfunctioning. Then he took the batteries out and it still kept happening. He checked the buttons on the tv to make sure they weren't stuck. Finally he started cussing and yelling, it was so funny I laughed and he heard me. He grabbed my foot and dragged me from beneath the buffet, saw the scheduler in my hand and knew what was up. He told me I better stop it or he was going to Ninja my ass with his belt. I karate chopped his wrist making him drop the device, caught it before it hit the ground and ran out the garage door. He locked me out and told me I'd have to Ninja my dinner that night.




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