Accident Prone

Accident Prone

Yesterday, I talked about how accident prone I've been in my life and I just thought I'd share a little of what I've been through. I think that once you read this, you'll see that I'm not just saying I was accident prone. I really was.

When I was born, I was circumcised. They lopped off an inch of foreskin from my penis. It was traumatic. I cried and screamed a lot. I don't remember it but I'm told I did this. I'm still traumatized even today about it. All I can think about is, "My penis could be an inch longer."

When I was around three, I liked to run. I ran so much that an accident was bound to happen. Once, while I was running like a crazed Forrest Gump, I tripped in the living room and landing forehead first on the edge of a round coffee table. I had to get stitches. I still have the scar in the middle of my forehead. It doesn't hurt any more.

When I was seven, I bumped into a huge fire extinguisher at school and it fell onto my right foot. It chopped off parts of a few of my toes and deformed them forever. Two toes don't have toenails and another has one that's a centimeter thick. Lovely visual huh? Try cutting the bitch.

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