Friday Funny

Back when I was in college, I hung around with a rather creative crowd. How creative? Well, let me tell you.

One Saturday, the church that many of my friends attended was having a picnic for the college and career group. Naturally, I was also invited to attend. The picnic was going to be at a park by a lake. When we got there, we found that in addition to food, they had also set up several games--croquet, horseshoes, badminton and the like. We were walking around playing different games, and Tina and Edna decided they wanted to play badminton. There was just one problem. Whoever had set the net up had tied it between two trees so that it ran parallel to the lake shore. They said it was the only place to tie it. So while they were playing, every time they hit the birdie, one of them was hitting it straight toward the lake. Add to that the fact that it was a rather blustery day, and well, you can get the idea. After more than one trip wading into the lake to retrieve the shuttlecock, Tina and Edna moved their game to an open area a bit farther from the lake. They were batting the birdie back and forth, but it just wasn't the same. Edna said, "We need a net."

"I'll be your net!" cried Bill, and he ran out and stood between them with his arms outstretched. Myself, Greg, and a few more people immediately joined him, and we stood in a line with our arms on each others' shoulders. Being the net. OK, that works. Edna and Tina resumed playing. Those of us who were being the net -- standing there in a line, our hands on each others' shoulders--well, the temptation was simply too great to resist. We began dancing.

Edna and Tina never batted an eye. Never missed a beat. They continued their game as serious as could be, as if it were the most natural thing in the world to be playing badminton over a line of people

doing the can-can.

(I searched all over for an animated smiley or gif of the can can, but didn't find one. If you happen to know where one is, please point me in that direction.)