egad javachik, that's a truly horrifying story. YEOWCH!
I am going to sit here and feel very blessed that I have no story to contribute to this conversation.
Wesley: All right. I'm going to let you all in on something you may have trouble comprehending. I assure you however-- Gunn: Vampires are real. Wesley: I was telling!
'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Burrell - Aug 11, 2009 3:52:35 pm PDT #19411 of 30000
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Hil R. - Aug 11, 2009 3:59:56 pm PDT #19412 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
Argh. I just took a shower, and the wire shelf thing where I keep my shampoo and soap and stuff collapsed. Bottles and soaps and stuff spilled everywhere.
StuntHusband - Aug 11, 2009 4:02:49 pm PDT #19413 of 30000
Electromagnetic candy! - Stark
Lessee: all before the age of 13 - fell on a swingset, needed 43 stitches in my face; bitten by a dog, needed 149 stitches in my face; broke my left collarbone; broke my left arm (and in a cast for 4 months 8 days); 2nd degree burns on 3 fingers (and removed my eyebrows and eyelashes in the PUFF! of very, very hot smoke).
I suspect the "funniest" story there is when I got the dogbite, the year after the OTHER stitches-in-face thingy, I ran home bleeding profusely, and told my horrified mother, "We're NOT going to the hospital this time NO NO NO." I was...I think...6.
javachik - Aug 11, 2009 4:04:04 pm PDT #19414 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.
I hope that didn't result you in fearing dogs as an adult?
StuntHusband - Aug 11, 2009 4:15:52 pm PDT #19415 of 30000
Electromagnetic candy! - Stark
It did, somewhat. Large dogs (this was a retired police German Shepherd that attacked me) that I don't know and act aggressively get an instinctive reaction from me that, unfortunately, has been known to become a feedback loop: it scares me, I get more scared, it gets MORE aggressive, I get MORE scared, etc.
However, I LOVE dogs that like me. LOVE THEM. My mom has 2, my sister has 1, most of my friends have dogs. I can play kinda rough with the rougher ones, too - it's just strangers that make me get all twitchy.
javachik - Aug 11, 2009 4:23:17 pm PDT #19416 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.
it's just strangers that make me get all twitchy.
Understandable!
DavidS - Aug 11, 2009 4:44:07 pm PDT #19417 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Yikes on the dogbites!
My friend Claudine was attacked by a pit bull when she was a toddler and it took more than 280 stitches to fix her face. The doctor did a great job so that the scar was just a line rather than something that pulled her face askew (she was still quite pretty). They had a reunion when she was in college and he admired his handiwork.
Steph L. - Aug 11, 2009 4:57:00 pm PDT #19418 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
We kept playing until we realized that a piano key was embedded in my forehead.
WHAT. THE. FUCK.
That's really fucked up (and kind of cool).
tommyrot - Aug 11, 2009 4:59:56 pm PDT #19419 of 30000
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Did you put the key back in the Piano? Imagine all the conversations you could have:
"Let me play a song for you that starts on middle C - the key that WAS IMBEDDED IN MY SKULL!!!"
omnis_audis - Aug 11, 2009 5:17:09 pm PDT #19420 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
Ow. Did chest presses thingy exercise sloow tonight. Holding for 3 count. Can't lift arms. Makes walking on crutches interesting. Thankfully no piano keys lodged in me. Ow.