slippery hands
Submitted by jinesh k on 4/1/2010 9:17 AM
It all started on my way to the basketball game. We were going to be playing in the neighborhood tournament, and on my way to the game, I stopped by the local grocery store to pick up a Butterfinger chocolate bar. Although I was hungry, I wanted to save it as reward after our team won the basketball game. So, I set the bar down next to my gym bag. The whistle blew and the game started. I started off the game with an opening 3-pointer, and followed with a few more great plays. Time went on and we ended up winning. I went to eat my Butterfinger, but someone layed a hand on it.