I am mostly ambidextrous too which is why I can’t bowl - because I go back and forth with which hand to use.I am ambidextrous so I tend to switch it up
I write better with my left hand also. But I throw better with my right.I am mostly ambidextrous too which is why I can’t bowl - because I go back and forth with which hand to use.
But I write with my left hand better than my right.
Get a chuck-itI totally suck at throwing, which distressed my dog to no end.
When my daughter was first in T-ball, we tried to tell her coach she was left-handed. He said, "all parents think their kid is left-handed." Which, from that team, wasn't wrong. And she was four, so there wasn't a lot of dexterity from either hand. We knew, but they lent her a right-hander mitt (for her left hand, for those unfamiliar), so we didn't stress it.I am mostly ambidextrous too which is why I can’t bowl - because I go back and forth with which hand to use.
But I write with my left hand better than my right.
Can be used left handed, right handed, two handed
You mean you’re left
Probably the same person who invented the Dorito
That is my entire school career - right handed mitt, every time. So I would catch the ball (maybe), take the mitt off, and throw the ball with the same hand. No predictions on where the ball would land though.
I can't sports at all, with either hand. If I'm throwing a ball there's a 99% chance it's not going to go where I intended, and a 98% chance of hitting a person. That's how I ended up a cheerleader...That is my entire school career - right handed mitt, every time. So I would catch the ball (maybe), take the mitt off, and throw the ball with the same hand. No predictions on where the ball would land though.
And a generation of teenagers rejoiced.
Is your aim better if you’re TRYiNG to hit someone? Or is there a lot of collateral damage?
If I try to just toss a tennis ball down the hall for my doggo… it is absolutely guaranteed it will not go down the hall, but hit the wall and bounce back into the living room. Every single time.
Well, now we need to know what kind of doggo.If I try to just toss a tennis ball down the hall for my doggo… it is absolutely guaranteed it will not go down the hall, but hit the wall and bounce back into the living room. Every single time.
I don't know about that, but it caught the eye of my spouse, who was quite a hot piece back then.
I was shocked when he told me that. We could have been naking out for years had he gotten the nerve to ask me out! 
What kind of piece is he now?
and a pretty faceI don't know about that, but it caught the eye of my spouse, who was quite a hot piece back then.
Then it had the adverse effect of him thinking I was "too cool" for him to ask out
Eventually he realized I'm just a girl with a nice rack and goofy personality
Somehow, Goofy just got a lot better in my eyes…
She is a very sweet, and terrified, pitbull rescue. I think she is around 7 now.
He's still pretty fucking hot, vanilla as hell, but he still rings my bell. Back then he looked like the love child of Lou Diamond Phillips & Johnny Depp. He's filled out a bit which is fine, I like stocky guys. (I certainly don't look like I did back then either!)
