Nobody was harmed during the filming of these accidents. Why anyone would want to film them is beyond me. The second accident is more important. The first one is just me showing off my long winded typing style.
Accident #1: When I moved last October, I took all the dishware that my parents would allow me to take, including the three different
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When I was a kid, the first glass I ever broke was a "You got the right one baby (Uh-huh)" glass (this was in Connecticut). Growing up, I hated breaking stuff, so I cried for awhile. My parents assured me that we had more and it was OK.
I don't cry when I break glasses any more. I also don't cry over spilled milk. But I wanted to cry when i dropped a gallon-sized bottle of Arizona Iced Tea two years ago and it spilled all over the street. :(
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