I try to teach the guy and find out that all he's doing is staring out into space. I snap him out of it and re-explain it, him still not understanding. Oh god.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I smile and calm down, doing my part. On the last part, I land wrong and end up sliding down to do the splits...something I could never do. My face palens and I just stay where I am, "Holy...f*cking...sh*t."
,,,,,,,,,, Jackie
I sigh, "Nah. I'm good. I'll save my badness for another time."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I’d heard he had started a fistfight in one of the seedier local taverns because someone had insisted on saying the word “utilize” instead of “use". — Patrick Rothfuss, A Wise Man's Fear