Cocaine. And have sex with someone I totally didn’t want to.
Oh yeah I forgot, crashing my car into a Sharkeez parking lot pole leaving the hood and fender unfixable….
my ex
Roller skated down a flight of stairs in a friend’s house. Later that night, I went streaking, while still on skates, with bottle rockets sticking out of the bun in my hair.
I was making mini ravioli. I went to the sink to drain out the pasta water but I forgot to put the strainer in the sink, so all of my ravioli just went down the drain like a slip n slide.
When I was in college I got drunk one night and punched a pint glass.
It ended up slicing my finger really badly, like there was a flap of skin that came up. Went to the bathroom and ran it under water, but it just kept bleeding. I didn’t know what to do and was too drunk to try to deal with it, so I just wrapped my hand in a towel and tried to go to sleep.
Woke up to knocking at my door and it ended up being security. He followed a trail of blood from the bathroom to my room and wanted to make sure I was alright. I showed him my finger and he was like, “Come on, you gotta go to the hospital.” Dude was a bro and drove me there even though it was like 3am. Saw a doctor and he had to give me a bunch of stitches. He said I was very lucky because if it was just a tiny bit deeper I would have probably had done permanant damage and lost mobility of the finger.
Now I have this scar on my finger shaped like a Nike swoosh to remind me not to be stupid and try to fight glass.
