Titus69This is probably the furthest back memory I can remember and my brothers friend always makes sure I still rememeber it. I was probably 3 or whatever age you still shit yourself and I walked down the stairs from my bedroom and on the 12 or so steps I made sure to leave a little nug of poop on almost every step.
Other than that I just remember my oldest brother pinning me against walls when my friends came over.
I don't know a single three year old that still shits their pants. You my friend, were a late bloomer I'm afraid.
BUT. BACK TO THE THREAD.
When I was 3, I was at the doctor's for a checkup with my brother and mom. My brother was 2. He ran up to me screaming about how they had coloring books in the waiting area, and me being 3, was fucking stoked. He pointed them out and my clumsy ass booked it over there to the shelf. When you're little, you don't have much for coordination, I ended up tripping right before I got to the book shelf, and slammed my eye into the edge of one of the shelves. Split my eye lid open right there on the spot, thank god I was already at the hospital. Got a few stitches and now I have a little scar below my eyebrows to forever remember that moment.
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