8th. grade PE
"I'm a boy, a real boy!
--Darkheart, Care Bears 2
This is what I get for looking through old photo albums. That's a real shiner there. Amazingly enough it didn't really hurt at all. I went numb when that softball made contact. I had completely forgotten about this for who knows how long until last week.
Yeah, so this is what I looked like ten years ago. Creepy.
Anyone else ready for Sunday? I am. [Matsugi, you are missed]
2 comments:
Ow.
You know, I once got a pretty hefty shiner myself. I was playing Murder in the Dark (running-around-style) in my family's nasty old cabin and my left eye made smart contact with my big brother's elbow. What it was doing there, I'll never know, but I sure made the most of it by screaming bloody murder.
(Did that sound like a Jack Handey post to anyone else? 'Cause it did to me...)
And come home fast so you, Uffish and I can make a monkey cake.
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