There are a few from my past. Since then I have lost mobility to hills, ice, and linconloops. My ankle still isnt better... 8 months later. Thats what I get for wanting to ski after drinking a liter of martini I guess. well, actully... this is what i get, plus 3 weeks on crutches. [img]http://media.nscdn.com/uploads/member/pictures/1139023404100_3125.jpg[img]
Oh, and the time i tackeled my friend natalie (or she tackled me, we arnt sure how that went down) infront of some hotle downtown... roadrash down my back and arm... scars that will be there for years... you know how it goes.
Then there are all the bruises and stuff that i get from having bare nuckle irish boxing pain fights... but i always win those.
And we cant forget the cuts on my hands from the knife game... What a game that one is. this is how it works.
Funny thing about that... in the 3 years we have been playing that game while drunk, Ive only cut myself one time. Thats it thats all. Pretty impressive eh?