MMA

MMA - Ever heard of it? Nope, me neither. It stands for Mixed Martial Arts. It's where grown men (and two women!) kick the crap out of each other in any way they can until one submits, or gets a compound fracture, or an eye kicked in, or irreversible kidney damage. I know, I know, "Why?" 'cause they're men.

Anyway, the MMA was having a brawl, er, a match - I don't know what it was but it was at the McKay Events Center at UVU and my men HAD to go. I was apprehensive...such violence and debauchery. Will they come home all violenced out? Will this have permenant effects on my impressionable 13-year-old? Will this lead to new and improved wrestling moves? Yes -- to the new moves...but WHO could they practice on...hmmmmmm. This is what a Saturday morning looks like at my house.


Don't worry PETA - Licorice was loving it





This is where I drew the line. When Licorice was declared the champ and set on my counter.