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Car accident. I was messing around with two friends like three weeks after I even got my car and ran it headfirst into a ditch. Guy in the passenger seat wasn't wearing a seatbelt and for some reason I threw mine off and laid over him. Woke up with blood everywhere and thought it was coming from my head. I stumbled out but realized I was just sweating really bad, and the blood had come from the guy in the backseat busting his lip. I had a concussion but no serious injuries to anyone. Except the car.
Broke a bone. I obliterated my right leg. Like completely snapped it in half. Metal plates and pins. How did I do it? Well... let's just say I tried to tell my friend that I can not roller skate. Yes. Roller skating.
I guess trying to buy beer and cigarettes and stuff when I wasn't old enough counts as lying about my age. I had a huge beard at 17 so I succeeded more often than others. And internet shenanigans of course.
Been in a handful of fist fights but none of them were serious street fighting affairs. Just drunk assholes unable to control themselves, with a few middle/highschool fights sprinkled in.
I don't know if it's a full blown phobia but I don't do well with heights and I really hate spiders.
I should be able to say I speak Spanish fluently after being in it for three years instead of two, but nope, it just didn't click for me. | |
| Phobia: A slight fear of glass breaking. |
Bah gawd that man had a family, Stone Cold Stone Cold Stone Cold!!! | If I ever see a prairie dog I'm going to stomp the shit out of it for you.
Fuck prairie dogs. | 
