Monday, March 5, 2012

I am a black belt

I took Tae Kwon Do lessons as a kid with my brother.  The worst parts were the tests we needed to go through in order to advance to the next color belt. The exams were pretty tense and nerve-wracking, especially having to perform in front of an audience and remember all the different forms and take-downs and what-not.

Anyway one test in particular comes to mind. My brother and I were standing next to each other, lined up with our respective partners.
 We were instructed to do a certain take-down and so we did.
After a take-down we always help our partners up, and this time as we did my brother's partner let out a small whimper...
I looked around for the reason and saw this next to me:

My brother had stood on his partner's hair as he pulled her up and literally yanked out a thick chunk!

The illustrations don't do justice to exactly how horrifying yet hilarious the sight actually was, and at the time we couldn't stop laughing... Don't worry, we still passed.

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