Sunday 10 February 2013

The numb chucker

A while back, my wife, young son and I lived with my sister and her husband for about a year in this old 2 storey terrace place.  It was in a great location, close to everything and I used to do a lot of running and exercise, sometimes with my brother-in law who was ultra competitive.  One night we had some visitors over, my wife's younger sister and her boyfriend.  We all had dinner and were having a few wines after dinner, outside on a balmy summer evening.  My brother in law a while later disappeared for a while and it was just the 4 of us outside, continuing the drinking.  We had a few by this stage and noticed someone around the corner of the front of the house where we were sitting.  We took a closer look and it was my brother-in law sans shirt with his numb chuckers going through some training regime.  I hadn't really noticed him do this before, it was late at night and don't think i had seen him even do the numb chucks before this night. 

It was impressive and he seemed to be hitting himself a bit as they came up behind under his arm and he caught it with the other hand.  There was a lot of thumping of skin, perhaps part of the training ritual.  He was obviously showing off for us and we tried not to look too impressed by his antics, so as to not encourage this behaviour.  We went back to talk about the meaning of life out on the front lawn as he continued his training, with some skin thumping and general thumping of ground as he moved around like our house ninja, getting ready to protect our household from the numerous triad gangs around.  We could have stayed and watch as part of the evening's entertainment, which would have been kind of fun, especially if he came out in full ninja costume.  We all knew him well enough to know this was part of his character, to expect the unexpected with him and especially expect the showing off rituals whenever possible.  He especially liked to stretch out after a run, showing his crazy stretching ability and in case we were not impressed, he would say "look how far i can stretch on this one".  With him, it wasn't enough to just do the exercise and be content, he had to let everyone else know what he was doing, how much and how well.

We made up a rap about him and it went something like this.

I thought i was a goner
cause I did a workout
with (insert rhyming name here)

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