Today, as I was partly inspired by the World Cup, partly by fitness and partly by new things, I played soccer. I found out the hard way that I am able to put some curve on the ball. Boom!, what looked like a straight shot went dead right and shattered a living room window of my house! I was about 20 feet away but somehow, someway (Snoop Dogg, what what!) got some shards stuck in my hand. Was it a powerful kick or an old window?
Other acts of wreckage....
In 2003, while riding a lawnmower of the ride-on variety, I found myself stuck in a mud pit for three hours.
In the 6th grade, while getting ready for baseball, I threw a wild pitch right through the glass protection of the gas meter!
For some reason, a few months ago, I flipped a chair over in my room, then it bounced on my bed and then through the wall.
Back in 2007, while in college, I thought it would be funny to put a firecracker in the toilette. The toilette was never the same afterwards. Those things do not work well with a hole in the bottom.
In 2004 I tried to jump over some bushes, the try was a fail and I landed headfirst on the concrete. I awoke to find strangle men strapping me to a wooden board and driving me away.
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