The other day I was in a heated debate with someone about who was better at something…I can’t remember what…and naturally I felt like I was superior, as I obviously AM at ALL things, but this person had the nerve to disagree with me! How dare they?
Well when it came down to it, they were right (and I was less right), however, we did reach the conclusion that I am certainly better at hurting myself than most people.
I would like to enter the below images into evidence (warning: these first photos are benign, but seriously don’t scroll down if you are at all squeamish):
Exhibit A: Black eye, as caused by Whistler Mountain when I tried to punch it with my face:
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| 24 hours later |
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| About 7 days later |
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| 10 days later – so YELLOW! |
Exhibit B: bloodied appendages as caused by run-in with Seattle SLUT Track on bicycle:
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| After cleanup, looking at the track that bit me |
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| Leg injuries |
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| Up close and personal (you should see the images I’m not posting) |
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| A look at the hands and feet as they’re healing. The bruising was pretty intense! |
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| 3-weeks later. The injury was still ‘weeping’ – aka oozing dirt out of it |
Exhibit C: My first whipper!
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| Click on link above for full story |
Verdict: At least I’m the best at something!
