Okay, here's my first post in High-Q, so I'll try to make it good...
A couple of years ago, I was at a Boy Scout meeting (as if that isn't embarrassing enough) and we were playing kickball. It was actually just befoe the meeting, we always playd a game before meetings. Anyway, it was my turn kicking. One of the kids "pitched" the ball and I kicked it. My shoe flew off and went into the middle of the field, and the ball went about 50 yds directly to my right, making it a foul. So, after I stumbled around getting bak my shoe, all of the kids (who were pretty pissed off with my lack of coordination) told me to piss off and get the ball. So, I kinda lumber over and pick up the ball. They startscreaming at me to hurry the **** up (they were gettig seriously pissed with me) so I start to kinda jog back. That still isn't fast enough for them, so they tell be to throw the ball. So, as I'm running, I twist to throw the ball, and I hear a snap and I go down. It turns out that I sheared off both of the bones in my leg... during a timeout in kickball. It was painfull as ****, so I will admit, I cried, but didn't pass out. So I was fully aware for all of their jeering comments.
So yeah, that's my entry. It's true too.
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