Thursday, December 21, 2017

How i started


    Some of you are most likely wondering at this point how I found myself in this weird hobby of mine. It's kind of a stupid story that is kinda short but I'm going to tell it anyways. I have about four siblings, and when I was younger me and my little brother used to get into a ton of fist fights for almost no reason. He wanted to sleep in the top bunk, throw em hands. He wanted the window seat, throw em hands. He wanted the last pizza slice, throw em hands. He wanted to, well you guys get the point, we fought a lot. One day we accidentally made a little hole in the wall and our mother got pissed. After doing some unspeakable acts, our mother decided that we needed something to do with our hands, so she gave us both yo-yos and told us whoever learns the most tricks would get 20 dollars. I swear I've never put more time into anything in my life in order to get 20 dollars. I mean to me 20 dollars could have got me like 5 jars of applesauce, I was motivated. I spent weeks until my brother gave up and I was declared the winner by default. During my time doing this I manage to gain a liking for yo-yos and decided to keep playing. And thus is the story of how my mother owes me 20 dollars.

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