I need to confess something dear friends. Something that has been eating me from the inside. You see friends, try as I might I simply cannot ignore this burning desire inside of me. A desire to have my own ding-a-ling! I blame Chuck Berry for this.
The way he sang about this marvel, some bells on a string, well I just want one. I mean it’s something portable, fun and easy to play with from the sounds of it. And I desire one! Almost with the burning desire that Elvis sang about! 😉
A friend points out that this hunk of burning desire that resides deep win my soul is not really for the toy, but the fun of saying I have a ding-a-ling. Further more, and I do confess to the glee in this, I want to announce that I’m playing with my ding-a-ling. Especially in some boring meeting or such. Granted everyone would probably hear me playing with it, but still! Hey we could all have one and use them for team building stuff.
Surely playing with your ding-a-ling or even better, someone else’s, is a good team building exercise. 😉And something a little more out there than the trust game. Because let’s face it, we al have that one person n our team, that for a brief moment we debate if we should catch them when they fall. 😯 Oh come on, it has crossed your mind even if just in a fleeting moment! Don’t worry, I won’t make you say it out loud. At least not until I get my own ding-a-ling! No one will hear what you say over me playing with that!