|just plankin' around|
|Written by Mary Beth|
|Saturday, July 16, 2011|
Some time ago I heard about a new sport.
It seemed silly, but later I discovered that there is a website devoted to it. I sat in stunned silence. I thought, "are you serious?" It showed pictures of people doing this all over the world and in the most unusual places.
When I first heard about it I thought it was just some childish plank, a ridiculous trend that would soon pass off the scene.
I thought, "What the plank is going on here?!" The crazy thing? The word "plank" kept finding it's way into my conversations. "You're such a little planker." "Plank! That's cool!" Instead of "Dude!" I found myself saying, "Plank!"
I guess it couldn't be helped. I was sucked in. There was nothing I could do to stop it. I knew what i needed to do. I realized I, too, must plank. The question was "where and when?" And then it hit me . . . my natural habitat.
If only 45 minutes ago I had just shut off the computer and read a book instead of going to It's Almost Naptime!! and hearing about this, all of it could have been avoided.
I. Want. My. Life. Baaaack!
Warning! Be sure to wear appropriate safety gear when attempting this.
Notice: No raisins were harmed in the performance of this feat.
- it's blahg! mb