Ever hurt yourself stupidly?

When I was fifteen, my brother pissed me off so I took after him on foot, chasing him through the entire house. He sought refuge in my mother's bedroom, between her bed and the far wall.

Thinking myself a daredevil whose rage would be a sure catalyst for grace, I leapt over a couple laundry baskets so that I wouldn't have to slow down and alter my course. Naturally, one of feet didn't clear the basket and became hooked in the plastic mesh. Down I tumbled, head first, until my face landed on the exposed surface of my mother's bowling ball. I felt a sharp pain and as I lifted myself from the wreckage, I sensed a warm drip running down my neck. I'd bitten clean through my lower lip and would require several stitches.

On top of it all, I was grounded for several days for terrorizing my brother, even though he was the one who kicked me first and set off the whole footrace. As if a perforated lip wasn't punishment in itself.

Jam it back in, in the dark.

Originally Posted by Maris

You have road signs in the country where you life?

You are, by far, the stupidest person on the internet. Never touch a computer again. Don't even look at one. Just stop.

There's nowhere I can't reach.