From a post I made on Junk:
NOW, Injury Report. Mike Dempsey rammed a stick between the spokes of my
bike when we were paying Kirk Vs Klingons (shudup). Being 8, I flew quite a
distance and landed flat-backed in his yard. The breath was knocked out of
me and I stood up, panicking. I rushed him and when my lungs decided to work
again, I was screaming all the nasty words I'd learned on HBO the night
before. That's when he took the rock that was next to him and clobbered the
side of my face. My cheek went with it and THAT is when I got really mad.
If I really felt like finishing the story, you'd cringe. I was a vicious little monster.
NOW, Injury Report. Mike Dempsey rammed a stick between the spokes of my
bike when we were paying Kirk Vs Klingons (shudup). Being 8, I flew quite a
distance and landed flat-backed in his yard. The breath was knocked out of
me and I stood up, panicking. I rushed him and when my lungs decided to work
again, I was screaming all the nasty words I'd learned on HBO the night
before. That's when he took the rock that was next to him and clobbered the
side of my face. My cheek went with it and THAT is when I got really mad.
If I really felt like finishing the story, you'd cringe. I was a vicious little monster.
