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The Grand Canyon (top) wrestler locks the Menlo College (bottom) wrestlers left arm by tucking it into his elbow and then putting weight on his hand with his chest to lock his and his opponent's arm while he works to control the bottom man's right wrist.
Foto: Copyright © Gabriel R Benato​
Local: Constellation Sagittarius | Morro Itatiaia em Santa R. do Passa Quatro-SP
Window light capture of a chair.
Hasselblad 500C and 150mm Sonnar on Ultrafine Xtreme 400 black and white film. 16mm extension tube.
Arm wraps that comes with :
★ Left & Right Arm Wrap
★ 9 textures for both the arms and straps (straps can be textured individually too!)
★ 4 metal textures
★ Tint HUD
Fitted for :
★ Legacy
★ Ebody Reborn
★ Freya
JD: "....Hey, did you see anything in the mines last night?"
SW: "No, why?"
JD: "I found Linda knocked out in the halls. She wouldn't say anything to me but...I think something attacked her?"
SW: "What makes you think that?"
JD: "A couple feet away from her there was some blood on the ground."
SW: "Oh goddammit..."
JD: "What?"
SW: "Maybe someone knows we're here. We need to get moving. Whoever attacked her made a rookie mistake leaving blood behind, though."
JD: "You're right. What a fucking idiot."
SW: "Then again she didn't say anything. Maybe that's her blood."
JD: "Like I'd know. She can't even look at me..."
SW: "At least she hasn't carved your eye out with a kitchen fork yet."
JD: "That's weirdly specific......"
SW: "......"
JD: "....oooohhh!..."
SW: "Yep."
JD: "That had to suck."
SW: "I had kids with her, too."
JD: "Ouch."
SW: "So yeah, at least someone you'd give your life for hasn't tried to take it yet."
JD: "yet...."
"You morons done drooling over yourselves?"
JD: "Haines! Buddy! How's the jaw?"
"I dunno, how's the sex life?"
JD: "As of now, nonexistent. Yet that's somehow better than yours."
SW: "As stupid as this is, I'm really glad I'm here right now."
"Good comeback, took you all night to think of that?"
JD: "What the fuck do you want?"
"To show you something. Look at this."
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JD: ".....did we pack extras or something? We did not have this much gear!"
"Of course not moron. While Vincent was busy treating the personnel of that Fort the SAS morons liberated, they got right back to work."
SW: "Raiding the Fort armory?"
"God, no. Do these weapons look prehistoric to you? All that data you brought back from the capitol had more than just dirt on the Fort Zhukov. There were dates, too. Delivery dates.'
JD: "For these guns."
"A massive shipment of NATO guns, body armor, explosives, and a bunch of headsets. Those are gonna be really useful."
SW: "I'm guessing these all came by truck. How many?"
"Four. And that's enough to arm these idiots to the teeth. They also had 10 mortars, so now we can shell the Fort, too."
JD: "Kinyetz is probably gonna figure out some shit got fucked with his shipment, though. I mean, four trucks?"
"I know. Which is why we've gotta start stage three. Like, right now."
SW: "I'll get my armor."
JD: "Mine too!"
Janice's left arm is no longer bound by a brace, cotton dressing, and several inches of Ace bandage. It's also no longer shaped like a banana!
Janice is also free to sleep in her own bed tonight, rather than seated on the couch, with her arm elevated.
My sister, Carrie, is having her arm painted instead of her face at a booth for the Chalk the Block festival. A couple of very talented body painters quickly applied a heart design, much to Carrie's delight.
To enjoy my other creative project, please visit my funny short stories website: 500ironicstories.com where you can read or listen to new stories each week. I have also curated the stories into three different selections:
Stories for Kids - 500ironicstories.com/stories-for-kids Love Stories - 500ironicstories.com/love-story
Moral Stories - 500ironicstories.com/moral-stories