Hello children (in the least creepy way possible),
Today I'm going to tell you a story of how one guy manages to accidentally hurt me, twice.
Basically I was lying down on a beanbag (as you do) when the guy (let's call him "David") joins the conversation (yeah, I was having a conversation). Somehow 1+1 then = 2 then 2+2 = 4. "David" threw a hat directly into my open left eye. The hat ricocheted a full 3 feet off my eye as I screamed profanities and moaned in agony, rolling on the floor oddly. I couldn't see for five minutes. For the next resulting days, I had a blind spot in my left eye when looking in the dark. I think it's getting better.
Part 2: I was propped against a brick wall (in the same place as last time) when somehow the conversation turns into a random semi-brawl/pillow fight (don't be fooled, the pillows are made of kevlar or something ridiculous like that. And filled with really heavy sponge. Yeah, like gravel. ). "David" decides it's a genius of a plan to frisbee throw a pillow (they're pretty big and heavy) right into my face. What's great is it didn't hit my eye. What isn't great is that it caused my head to smack like a bitch into the brick wall behind me. Now, my head hurts and I've got a lump on the back of my head about the size of a friggin' uhh.....smaller than a ping-pong ball. A lot smaller.
Anyway, it turns out "David" has a pretty good throwing arm cos' the velocity of the pillow and hat was like a damn javelin being thrown by a Olympic champion.
That's the end of story time for today.
Today I'm going to tell you a story of how one guy manages to accidentally hurt me, twice.
Basically I was lying down on a beanbag (as you do) when the guy (let's call him "David") joins the conversation (yeah, I was having a conversation). Somehow 1+1 then = 2 then 2+2 = 4. "David" threw a hat directly into my open left eye. The hat ricocheted a full 3 feet off my eye as I screamed profanities and moaned in agony, rolling on the floor oddly. I couldn't see for five minutes. For the next resulting days, I had a blind spot in my left eye when looking in the dark. I think it's getting better.
Part 2: I was propped against a brick wall (in the same place as last time) when somehow the conversation turns into a random semi-brawl/pillow fight (don't be fooled, the pillows are made of kevlar or something ridiculous like that. And filled with really heavy sponge. Yeah, like gravel. ). "David" decides it's a genius of a plan to frisbee throw a pillow (they're pretty big and heavy) right into my face. What's great is it didn't hit my eye. What isn't great is that it caused my head to smack like a bitch into the brick wall behind me. Now, my head hurts and I've got a lump on the back of my head about the size of a friggin' uhh.....smaller than a ping-pong ball. A lot smaller.
Anyway, it turns out "David" has a pretty good throwing arm cos' the velocity of the pillow and hat was like a damn javelin being thrown by a Olympic champion.
That's the end of story time for today.
Haha. That's funny yet sad at the same time. Hope you're not too bruised. ;)
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