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You are, by far, the stupidest person on the internet. Never touch a computer again. Don't even look at one. Just stop.
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It's almost as ridiculous as a story I heard where someone thought that ketchup packets didn't exist.
Anyway, my story... When I was 6, I was in the living room doing some work on a desk we had in the room. As I got up, I bumped into the desk causing the really sharp pencil I was using to start rolling off the desk. It rolled right of the desk and the point went right into my right foot. It didn't 100% impale my foot, but it ended up just stabbing right through to give me a nice little scar to remember it.
Another moment was probably about two years later. Me and my brother we ready to go for swimming lessons down at the community center near us. As excited as I was, I starting jumping on the couch. As I jumped down, my knee caught the corner of a plastic storage container. You know those square ones with the two flaps that close the top of it to store crap? Those. My left knee caught the corner of it and gave me another nice little scar to remember it. It was also weird that day swimming with that bandage on my knee. It was waterproof, but it just felt awkward.
Jam it back in, in the dark.