This made me giggle because it reminded me forcibly of the dark ages (aka high school gym) when during our gymnastics unit in 10th grade we were required to hang upside down on a climbing rope, and then transfer to another climbing rope, maintaining our upside down posture. Why did we have to learn this? I haven't a clue! It does seem singularly lacking in real-world, or even gymnastic utility. But we did, and I kind of liked it. It was a lot less terrifying (and painful on the hip bones) than the swinging around the lower uneven bar we had to do, or the vault over the horse (which might have been a tad less stressful if our school's star gymnast hadn't blown her knee demonstrating for the class!). Imagine essentially that pose, done by a procession of girls of various shapes and sizes, all wearing a humiliatingly ugly stretch-knit polyester onesie gym outfit, white socks, and sneakers, with their long mid-70's hair hanging down, and you will see why I got the giggles...
Maybe they taught us that in case we grew up to become screen actors, and the scene called for doing -- this [points up at Mac!butt]? I wonder if RDA's high school taught upside-down rope transfer too?
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(And maybe perspiring, too.)
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Now -- is it the "real" roast, or a double's?
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Of course not...I was focused solely on his grip.
*cough*
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LOL! *breaks out binoculars* O-O
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"Mac! Hold on I'll get a big trampoline!"
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Maybe they taught us that in case we grew up to become screen actors, and the scene called for doing -- this [points up at Mac!butt]? I wonder if RDA's high school taught upside-down rope transfer too?