Well this happened while I was 11 or so. My dad, little bro, and I were having a water gun fight. For some strange reason they really liked to shoot me in the eyes. I didn't seem to understand back then that it would be a good idea to wipe my eyes first and *then* run. I know what you're thinking, it was only a matter of time before I hit something right?
Well I did and my left eye hit something hard. I started to cry, and of course my dad said. "Get up you wussy!" [img]tongue.gif[/img] He changed his mind when my eye started bleeding. So my vision went from bad to worse in that eye. [img]tongue.gif[/img] Later on I thought that someone must've hit me with their gun by accident. "No you ran into a mailbox!" they said. "No way, I could never..." "No you *ran* into a mailbox! We were watching!" It wasn't funny then, but it kinda is now.
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