But today, Dexter (who is Dixon's younger brother (Dixon will get a post all about him one day soon)) heard that it was going to be my birthday, so he decided to give me some toys that he doesn't want anymore.
First was a wooden pistol that shoots rubber bands. I shot myself a few times, "ooOOOo it's quite pain," I realized. Then I ran around the house for a while, shooting at imaginary baddies while laughing maniacally.
Then Dexter revealed the next present, NUNCHUCKS!!
After hitting my head for the second time, I have decided that I will train with some less-hard nunchucka before going back to those. Tie my slippers together or something.
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