I can't touch a single one of these, because, to my everlasting dismay, I don't get wounded that often. Probably the nastiest one I ever got was when playing street hockey, and, after dodging about ten sticks to the face, my teammate raises his arms in triumph after scoring a goal and hits me flat in the forehead. There was a huge ass welt on my head, it was pretty awesome.

About the guy who picked up the gun instead of the phone - I'd say its not entirely natural to try and pull a trigger on what you think is a phone, but that's just me.

Painfull stories guys, my turn

Me mum me brother and me used to take our 3 horses to our friends paddock to chew it out a bit. Coz I was just a youngun, it was my job to open and close the gate. This one time our youngest horse deciced he'll run through, you know for the sake of it. On his way through, he hit the gate at a very fast canter. The gate then proceeded to swing towards me at high speed and hit me above me left temple.

Thats what im told. What i remember is clearly seeing me mums yellow-ish jumper completely red, back and front.

And then there was this one time, up a tree, i snapped the 2 bigger ligaments in me right knee, and tore (or was that damaged) the smallest one. i had lots of fun climbin down

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...Wasn't Brasso the one who nailed his hand to a building? ... or did Orph do it too?

Where is Dr.brasso?? haven't seen any posts from him in a long time.