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Cut top meaty part of my thumb in half on a plate at work, and had to superglue it back together myself cause the restaurant was in the middle of a lunch rush. That was fun.
This is just one of the reasons I do not drink caffiene ever-Had a double expresso at work, got hyper, stopped paying attention, and ran bodily into a wall in front of a full restaurant. Yeah...
This is just one of the reasons I do not drink caffiene ever-Had a double expresso at work, got hyper, stopped paying attention, and ran bodily into a wall in front of a full restaurant. Yeah...
A few months ago, I was over at a friend's house. I was pretty drunk.... I fell off of their porch. I felt totally fine at the time and kept on having fun at the party. The next day I realized I had severely twisted my ankle, and I pretty much couldn't walk.
Also, when I was a kid, I broke my finger at art day camp. I was in a pottery class. Figure that out.
Oh, and I have walked full force into a closed sliding glass door. Of course that was only after mercilessly making fun of someone else for doing the exact same thing the day before. I'm pretty clumsy, which makes for a lot of failing.
Also, when I was a kid, I broke my finger at art day camp. I was in a pottery class. Figure that out.
Oh, and I have walked full force into a closed sliding glass door. Of course that was only after mercilessly making fun of someone else for doing the exact same thing the day before. I'm pretty clumsy, which makes for a lot of failing.
I rolled off of a sofa I was sleeping on and smashed my nose against the corner of a table. Blood everywhere.
Years on, and there's still a purplish bruising around the bridge of it. However I've never had a nosebleed since. Not sure if that's a factor though.
Years on, and there's still a purplish bruising around the bridge of it. However I've never had a nosebleed since. Not sure if that's a factor though.
While out on the town one night enjoying a few (read: lots and lots of) drinks, we went to some rockers bar, where I decided to show everyone my amazing headbanging skills. After seeing my friend swing his hair around like a lunatic, I decided I would try and copy his amazing feat, despite not having the hair to pull it off. Trying to do this, hold a drink, and have a conversation at the same time was, in hindsight, not the best plan, and culminated in me faceplanting the floor and breaking my nose, while still trying to talk, drink and headbang in the midst of falling. Accounts of what happened from various friends liken it to this.
Except no-one was wearing anything near as cool as Trig's blue suit.
Except no-one was wearing anything near as cool as Trig's blue suit.
A couple of years ago before the Super Bowl, don't remember the teams but one of the teams was undefeated that season, I asked my parents, who actually cared about the game, this pair of questions: "Have these teams faced each other this season?" followed by "Who won?"
In the physically scarring category, while playing kickball with my family, I decide to slide into first base, which was on dirt, while wearing shorts. There was hand-sized chunk of skin missing for a couple of weeks.
In the physically scarring category, while playing kickball with my family, I decide to slide into first base, which was on dirt, while wearing shorts. There was hand-sized chunk of skin missing for a couple of weeks.
I cycled into a traffic light post, catching it with my break lever, which naturally slammed shut on my hand and gave me a nice little set of scars 
To be fair, it was four in the morning after a hard night working at uni... perils of hard work. Or something.
To be fair, it was four in the morning after a hard night working at uni... perils of hard work. Or something.
Six years back I was at a friend's during the summer. We decided to go have a waterfight outside. He left, I followed a minute or so later. I assumed he had already headed out and, not paying much attention, I assumed the (single pane) french window was open. It wasn't.
My first reaction was "OH SHIT! WILL, I'VE BROKEN YOUR WINDOW!"
Then my leg starts getting warm. I pull up my trousers and there is a four inch long gash in my knee, spurting blood at an alarming rate. Sliced an artery and made quite a mess. The ambulance took around 40 minutes to arrive. They wrapped it up with a LOT of gauze to try and stem the bleeding. By the time we got to A&E and the doctor unwrapped the gauze the pressure had got so great it spurted into the air, higher than his head. His suede shoes were a lot worse off...
Then he missed the anesthetised area with his last stitch (somehow). Ouch.
That is my highlight in a litany of clumsyness. I've fallen off beds while just lying on them (though I WAS drunk...), I've broken my arm on a dry slope while practicing for a skiing holiday and many other lulzy accidents.
My first reaction was "OH SHIT! WILL, I'VE BROKEN YOUR WINDOW!"
Then my leg starts getting warm. I pull up my trousers and there is a four inch long gash in my knee, spurting blood at an alarming rate. Sliced an artery and made quite a mess. The ambulance took around 40 minutes to arrive. They wrapped it up with a LOT of gauze to try and stem the bleeding. By the time we got to A&E and the doctor unwrapped the gauze the pressure had got so great it spurted into the air, higher than his head. His suede shoes were a lot worse off...
Then he missed the anesthetised area with his last stitch (somehow). Ouch.
That is my highlight in a litany of clumsyness. I've fallen off beds while just lying on them (though I WAS drunk...), I've broken my arm on a dry slope while practicing for a skiing holiday and many other lulzy accidents.