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Pause Ponder and Pun #126


The secret to Rafael Nadal's success on the courts? His father told him to "walk softly and carry a big racquet".

Okay, that's my take.

What's yours?

I'd "love" to hear it.

Let's see if you can "match" mine.

I won't "string" you guys along any longer than necessary.

See you Saturday with the results.
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moooooog35 said…
A scene from the film, "Honey, I Shrunk Serena Williams."
23 May 2012 at 08:26
quirkyloon said…
Marc Anthony finally found the perfect weapon to slam J-Lo's butt.
23 May 2012 at 11:29
00dozo said…
I bet you can't wait to see the size of his balls.
23 May 2012 at 14:10
MalisaHargrove said…
Win! She won it, Dufus!
23 May 2012 at 19:51
00dozo said…
That's hitting a little below the belt, no? ;-)
23 May 2012 at 22:30
00dozo said…
Oh, c'mon Malisa. I'm sure you can "serve" one up!
23 May 2012 at 22:32
Leeuna said…
Why doesn't he carry a fly swatter like everybody else!
24 May 2012 at 21:33
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