emmanuelle cunt wrote:
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When I was in seventh grade, I fucked up my wrist, so my arm was put into a sling and I only had one arm to use to everything. Early into the school day, I go to the bathroom to take a piss, and with one hand fumble around and eventually get my fly undone so I can piss. When I'm done, I look down and realize that for some god forsaken reason I forgot to move my shirt, which was extra long, away from my dick as I pissed. Not a drop of piss made it into the urinal. It all soaked directly into the bottom of my shirt, and what's worse is my shirt is white, so I have a huge wet yellow stain the size of a basketball at the bottom of my shirt. It looked like I whizzed out my bellow button. I have no fucking idea what I was thinking. Oddly enough though, fear and paranoia did NOT immediately run screaming through my body. I just thought, "ahh fuck it" and just carried my bookbag in front of the stain, and during class I kept the bag on my lap pretending I needed it to elevate my arm. Miraculously I did not reek of piss the rest of the day. The stain went away before I caught the bus home.
ONE MORE STORY FOR YOU...
On Monday night, I was at the empty bottle here in chicago where I am learning how to do live sound engineering. The show went along just fine and when Blood and Time was done playing, I cleared off the stage of all the mics, cables, and stands. These guys all play sitting down, so I had to clear three chairs off as well. I take one chair in each hand and then think it would be smart to just hop off the stage forgetting that the inertia from the chairs would add another twenty five or so pounds to my body. So naturally when I hit the ground I go into a rather unsightly tumble. Considering I am 6 foot 4 and lanky as hell, I looked like a complete asshole falling over. Add to that, two big metal chairs falling over onto the wood floor making a loud racket. Add to that, two or three of the dudes from Neurosis(I think?) were standing right next to the spot where I landed, so I was doubly embarrassed. One of them kindly said, "You alright bro??" to which I, as cooly as possible, responded, "I'm ok, just reaaaallllyyy embarrassed!" It made them laugh a little at least and forget that I was a total retard flopping about on the floor with two metal chairs.
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matt