Beaters and Bats

[azurelunatic]

The poor redhead is not fond of puns, and tends to hit me when I commit one at her. So, like a moth to a flame, like Mulder to venomous swamp-beasts, I feel compelled to share the worst of my puns with her. (Though I'm still resisting sharing the milk snake one from the SoaP thread.) To make everything better, I tend to hand her one of the foam bats that are around the apartment before sharing.

...Yes. Our apartment has a number of sawed-off pool noodles, because they make life more interesting. Technically, one is the other half from my work cluebat, and the other three are foam Beater's bats for American Indoor Quidditch. (To be distinguished from Australian, where they use baseball bats.)

She has recently decreed that if I need to hand her the bat, I do not need to tell her the pun. This makes me pout.

I'm glad at least Darkside appreciates these things.

Comments

[onyxrising.livejournal.com]

First of all, if I google American Indoor Quidditch when I get home, will I find rules?
Second of all, you referring to someone as "the redhead" just makes me think of Fiona of Amber. After dealing with people who are very much akin to the amberites, I'm sincerely hoping we don't have a Fiona on our hands (or that she's on my side. Either will do)

[azurelunatic]

No, you won't find rules.

You might find this, however.

Like memes are supposed to, that one got under my skin, and now I will not be a fully contented being until I have played a tamed-down version of same. I have two LED-balls. I have foam bats. I have a great big spiky ball. All I need are a few more random softish balls, a great big room, players, and no lights.

[azurelunatic]

This redhead, hcolleen is fairly relaxed, and only ruthless at people who give her very good reason to be annoyed with.