Laurel
Kitty Mama
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- Aug 27, 1999
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True story: years ago, I was taking martial arts classes. One of the things we had to practice a lot was blocking, which basically involved slamming your forearms into some other person's forearms. This meant that for several months my lower arms were covered in bruises in various stages of healing. Manu and I would go places together, and sometimes people would stare at him really really brutally meanly. The first time that happened we thought the person was insane, but then we figured out that people thought my bruising was caused by him. We were considering getting me a pin to wear around that would read something like, "I'm Not Being Beaten! I'm Learning Kung Fu!" but decided that would make it even weirder. Then I quit doing martial arts - in part because I was sick of walking around bruised all the time, and partially because I'm clumsy and sucked at it.