Who knew?
Today is National High Five Day.
(To my son, every day is High Five Day, but whatever.)
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Some of your friends might prefer salutatory and congratulatory headbutts to high fives. Yes, a headache might ensue, but it's worth the rish for the headbutt high. Talk to your friends about it.
Posted on April 22, 2006 9:33 AM
As an adolescent I became fond of the head-butt and often the belly-butt. In time I developed my own greeting where upon taking someone's hand, I slammed their knuckles into my forehead. I often had strange little bruises there and developed several acquaintances who refused to shake my hand.
Posted on April 22, 2006 11:00 AM