Thursday, May 25, 2006

Fightstravaganza!

Maybe it was the sudden sting of upper-Midwest summer humidity. Maybe it was all the talk of Tim's soon-to-arrive athletic training equipment. Whatever it was, the testosterone suddenly and inexplicably shot up at the Attic, and what had been until that time a calm studio of creative exploration turned into the most intense, take-no-prisoners brawl this tri-state area has yet seen. Witnesses to the wild display of strength and ferocity run amok found themselves without words, but fortunately with Ace bandages and a digital camera. In the end, as suddenly as it came, the frenzied fisticuffsmanship came to a close, with no clear winner decided. Only time will tell if such a terrible fate should ever pass through the studio again. (We pray not.)





8 comments:

shad's mom said...

Now I know who has been beating up on Max (I love it when mysteries are solved.)

I hopy you made the loser have dust or something.

Shad's Mom said...

hopy? Deep sigh...

BTA Administration said...

Please log your hours as Big Time Attic > Internal > Fisticuffs.

Non-billable.

Max Konrardy said...

oh, shad's mom. i understand you.

Shad's Mom said...

Wow, I think that is the first time anyone has ever said they understand me. Must be that precognition thing. I meant to say "I hope you made the loser dust or something" but I'm so looking forward to the end of this day that I can't deal with the right now. Or this morning, for that matter. HA! Understand THAT, oh fist-i-cuff one!

Julia Vickerman said...

I don't know if I can work in such a constantly hostile environment

Max Konrardy said...

it slowly crushes your soul, but you'll get used to not having one. :P

Kevin Cannon said...

hey now...