My friend Matt loves
Frisbee. He breathes Frisbee. He spent the week in
Rushville last week, and was so
disappointed in my parents' Frisbee arsenal that he had to venture a trip to the local
Walmart to get a new one. He always tries to get me to play with him, but because of my apparent lack of catching ability, I generally avoid it.
To prove I played this week with Matt:
To further document my lack of catching ability:
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