So I was looking around at some different blogs and came across one with the following link...
http://dribbleglass.com/index.html
I looked through a good 50+ billboards and had to stop due to the fact that I was doubled over in pain from laughing so hard.
Enter at your own risk. Mwa ha ha ha ha
Wednesday, December 28, 2005
Friday, December 23, 2005
Stupid is as stupid does
Okay so I was up and around when my mom left for work this morning. Normally she leaves by 6:15, but this morning she was late and left about 7:30. So she called me as soon as she got out to the car to ask if I could bring out her travel mug that she forgot on the counter. No problem. Now, I'm a native Minnesotan so when I have to make a quick trip outside, I sometimes don't even bother putting something on my feet. I honestly didn't even consider putting something on my feet this time. Like when we lived in a house and I had to go out and check the mail, I'd go barefoot. Afterall, I'm not gonna get frostbite after a few seconds on the cold cement.
Sorry, back to the story. So I grab the coffee cup, wedge open the inner door of the building so I can get back in, and rapidly walk outside to her car. Next thing I know, my feet are sliding out from under me and I've landed in a heap on the sidewalk. Now, you have to give me a tiny bit of credit because the sidewalk right there is at an incline so that was counting against me.
I skinned up my knee pretty good and scraped a nice chunk out of the top of my foot (don't ask me how it was the top and not the bottom). I also scratched up my right elbow enough to make it bleed. My mom kept saying she was sorry. Granted, if I hadn't had to bring her coffee cup out to her, I wouldn't have slipped, but if I hadn't been stupid and actually had worn something on my feet, it most likely wouldn't have happened. And, if it had, it wouldn't have been as severe a fall.
So...yeah. Had a nice ten minute clean-up job to do. Antibacterial soap on open, bleeding wounds doesn't feel all that great, but hey, I'm a masochist so I didn't mind it so much. Fortunately my knee has stopped bleeding for the most part, but my foot is still going. It's very nearly soaked through the big bandaid I put on it.
Well, now that I've made everyone queasy, I'm out.
Ciao
Sorry, back to the story. So I grab the coffee cup, wedge open the inner door of the building so I can get back in, and rapidly walk outside to her car. Next thing I know, my feet are sliding out from under me and I've landed in a heap on the sidewalk. Now, you have to give me a tiny bit of credit because the sidewalk right there is at an incline so that was counting against me.
I skinned up my knee pretty good and scraped a nice chunk out of the top of my foot (don't ask me how it was the top and not the bottom). I also scratched up my right elbow enough to make it bleed. My mom kept saying she was sorry. Granted, if I hadn't had to bring her coffee cup out to her, I wouldn't have slipped, but if I hadn't been stupid and actually had worn something on my feet, it most likely wouldn't have happened. And, if it had, it wouldn't have been as severe a fall.
So...yeah. Had a nice ten minute clean-up job to do. Antibacterial soap on open, bleeding wounds doesn't feel all that great, but hey, I'm a masochist so I didn't mind it so much. Fortunately my knee has stopped bleeding for the most part, but my foot is still going. It's very nearly soaked through the big bandaid I put on it.
Well, now that I've made everyone queasy, I'm out.
Ciao
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