Sunday, July 18, 2004

Dancing. More dangerous than you think....

Last night I heard a pretty big CRASH from upstairs, and hearing nothing afterwards but some shuffling around, figured IR had knocked something off his wookie desk or something.

Later, after he made his way downstairs for one of his nightly scarfings, I found out the truth.

During a rousing game of Star Wars Galaxies, in which his dancer character somehow got involved in a fire fight, (figure that one out, eh.. Pirouette reverse back dodge into arabesque firing position 2?) , he got somewhat animated in his physical defense of his french like cyber-character and fell out of his chair. He even had the large scratch on his knee to prove it. (From the corner of the desk as he tumbled floorward.)

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