::Mahaloth serves a hard shot right on the center line(and hopes someone shows up to receive it::
::catches the ball and throws it over the fence::
::Kat is standing next to a fence, minding her own business, when she gets hit on the head with a tennis ball::
Hey!
::grabs tennis ball and races around to other side of fence::
All right, whose is this?
It’s mine; it’s mine!!!
::readying my racquet and hoping I have clean underwear on under my little skirt::
::Checking under Pundit’s little (teeny, tiny, tight, white) skirt::
Looks clean from here!
::swoon::
:: ‘you’re under arrest’ says walor, checking Doctor Jackson’s credentials::
::Borborygmi wants a refund on his tennis match ticket, wonders what the double colons mean, is having flashbacks to the analogy section of the SAT he took 15 years ago::
::Mahaloth sits here thinking that this is definately the longest time he’s waited for a return::
Well, Lisa, you might want to be careful who you hit on the head with your tennis ball in the future.
:throws tennis ball to PunditLisa::
::Mahaloth jumps in the middle of its flight and knocks it to the ground, laughing uncontrolably:: 
::dublos thinks one should not post about doubled colons so shortly after a doctor’s been checking someones panties::
I entered this thread thinking it was about Humphry Bogart’s first film line. If I am wrong about it, please fight my ignonance and correct me. MTS
::gives Mahaloth an odd look::
What’s with him? Nutcase?
OK. It’s spelled ‘ignorance’. Stand corrected.
As for the tennis ball, my dog has it, and good luck getting it back from her. Not that you’d want the slobbery thing now, anyway.
Get a new ball from the can, OK?