STORY TIME
Today, me and my friend Robin went sledding on "Suicide Hill". You know the one. Every towns got one.
There are three parts to it, the boring part, the bumpy part, and the deathly bumpy part. So, me, being silly, had to go on the death part. The first few times were fine, then I decided to go down it on the bigger sled.
I go down, and my glasses start sliding off.. I wanna reach up and grab them, but I'd fall off, so they fall off. And glasses are goddamn expensive.
So when I get down, I start freaking out, I'm like nobody go down there! I lost my glasses! aaaaaaaah!
Now, whats the first rule of sledding when there are other people around?
LOOK, GODDAMMIT. LOOK WHERE YOU ARE GOING.
DONT JUST GO DOWN THE FUCKING HILL BACKWARDS BLINDLY! YOU'LL FUCKING HIT SOMEONE! ME!
I got blasted by a sledder, strait on, like a damn freight train, and he was in one of the saucers going BACKWARDS. My feet were ripped from under me, and I landed face first. I mean, it didnt even hurt, but god its the thought that someone didnt look.
And now for a dramatization of my reaction. Except its pretty dead on.
"AHHHHH SON OF A BITCH *CRY* THAT SON OF A BITCH HIT ME *CRY* I LOST MY GLASSES AND THAT FUCKER HIT ME! *CRY*"
So we found my glasses, on the second of the three gigantic bumps with no harm done to them. The people who were with the person that hit me actually helped.
So I ask, "Ok, which one of you hit me?"
Turns out the kid was like 5 or 6. So I've sworn at a kid. I apologized immensely.
He still should have looked, dammit.
There are three parts to it, the boring part, the bumpy part, and the deathly bumpy part. So, me, being silly, had to go on the death part. The first few times were fine, then I decided to go down it on the bigger sled.
I go down, and my glasses start sliding off.. I wanna reach up and grab them, but I'd fall off, so they fall off. And glasses are goddamn expensive.
So when I get down, I start freaking out, I'm like nobody go down there! I lost my glasses! aaaaaaaah!
Now, whats the first rule of sledding when there are other people around?
LOOK, GODDAMMIT. LOOK WHERE YOU ARE GOING.
DONT JUST GO DOWN THE FUCKING HILL BACKWARDS BLINDLY! YOU'LL FUCKING HIT SOMEONE! ME!
I got blasted by a sledder, strait on, like a damn freight train, and he was in one of the saucers going BACKWARDS. My feet were ripped from under me, and I landed face first. I mean, it didnt even hurt, but god its the thought that someone didnt look.
And now for a dramatization of my reaction. Except its pretty dead on.
"AHHHHH SON OF A BITCH *CRY* THAT SON OF A BITCH HIT ME *CRY* I LOST MY GLASSES AND THAT FUCKER HIT ME! *CRY*"
So we found my glasses, on the second of the three gigantic bumps with no harm done to them. The people who were with the person that hit me actually helped.
So I ask, "Ok, which one of you hit me?"
Turns out the kid was like 5 or 6. So I've sworn at a kid. I apologized immensely.
He still should have looked, dammit.