- Chinchill, get dressed. You do it well!
- No, help me!
- But you're big enough to do it yourself!
- No, I'm a little boy.
- Ok, I'll hold your pants for you. Jump in!
And at the moment I bent holding Dr. Chill's pants low for him, he came right below my face and actually jumped.
...He did accuse me or hurting him in the head with my face later. I was just happy my left eye was spared
...Told my Taekwondo instructor that my blackeye is the result of practicing the newly acquired MA skills, for a moment he seemed to have believed me. And I can't wait to get my uniform already so I can officially look like a kung fu panda :)
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