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I Ride The Short Bus

Okay today's humorous mission story comes from Allentown. Wendy and I were walking down a very narrow ally one dark night on our way home. I turned my head to the right to say something to Wendy and CRACK!!! The next thing I knew I was on my knees in the fetal position, clutching my left temple - just WAITING for my brains to start oozing out onto the concrete. Wendy was kind of borderline freaking out and kept asking if I was bleeding. She was sure half of my head was missing. I finally stood up and realized what I had done. I had turned to face Wendy at the exact moment that I approached a window air conditioning unit hanging out of a bedroom window. The corner had caught me square in the left temple. That's gonna leave a mark. Don't worry, I still have the left side of my face - and it sustained no permanent damage. How do I know? It is still able to get chubby.

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Must-Ash said…
LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL!! I can so picture that WHOLE thing and Wendy's struggle of whether to laugh or panic.
April 3, 2009 at 10:44 AM
Baby Sister said…
Lol. That must have hurt...still kinda funny though...
April 3, 2009 at 7:47 PM
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