oh boy!
When I was 6 I wondered wat'd happen if I put on a sweaty sock and burned it. Now I have a unsightly burn on my left foot.
When walking on a trail when I was 8 a bully pushed me off a 7 metre cliff, I landed on my feet (spraining my ankles) slid on moss down a sharp decline, convienetly a tree recently fell over, and the jagged base managed to ram into my chest, entering abouta cm, over my lungs i'd like it add. Worst part about it was splinters @_@
And my favourite part of my life MY BIKECIDENTS!
Well lets kick it off with a classic.
I loved to go REAAALLY fast on my bike down a huge hill/street next to my house. One day I sped down the hill realised that my back breaks were out and without thinking I jammed on my front breaks, flinging me off the bike, flew about 20 metres forward landed stomach first (I was essentially flung so it looked like I was swan diving) and when I landed I had enough forward momentum to go into a roll. that roll didn't end until a good 80 metres later at the bottom of the hill. There is a intersection at the bottom of the hill, and I got hit by a car and flung a half a metre. Got up. Fell down. Passed out. Woke up. Walked out. Passed out AGAIN, and then woke up and asked for something for my head ache. yeah.
Or another good one, another I was speeding down my street swerved onto my lawn, and on my lawn there is a big city lamp, you know the concrete ones? yeah well my first reaction was "OH SHI-!" grabbed a break any break, turns out I grabbed my front break (See a pattern here?) and flung my self head first INTO the lamp, and smashed my helmet wide open, landed on the ground in pain, but nothing to bad.
Fuck My Life.
