Quick busking story... I was doing my little act when I got to the sponge balls. The presentation involves a spectator jumping and some other bits. So there I was about to do the trick. I was looking for a suitable spectator. My eyes aren't that good, so it was obvious that I was looking for an assistant. Some raised their arm. So did a guy in a wheelchair. And I was all like: "Nope, sorry, can't use you." after which the man in the wheelchair with no legs got an angry face and asked me loud: "WHY NOT!"
Gee I though.... damn I went too far now I look like a discriminating bastard. "The act needs someone to jump, you got no legs" I muttered.
He looked down on his body and replied: "Shit, where are my legs... they were here a second ago."
We all had a laugh. But I wonder how often he pulls somebody's leg (pun intended) with that joke.
So and now I'm off to go at it again!
2 comments:
Nice. They got their lines.
My best friend was paralized at age 20. I use to say something like "you going to be here later?"
"No, I'm going out for a jog later..what the fuck you think."
:-)
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