Stunt boy I
As a ten-year-old steeped in mis-adventure, I stood on the end of a playground slide where I would - in what was to be the stunt to end all stunts - jump up and over my brother as he whooshed past at high speed.

I might even have planned some sort of mid-air forward roll to impress a small crowd of onlookers.

Instead, he caught me with his feet, and while I did indeed perform a perfect mid-air forward roll, I landed teeth first on the shiny metal slide.

"Ouch," I said, spitting teeth and blood.

The dentist, I must say, was a bloody genius for putting them all back in for me...
( Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 20 Dec 2007, 16:09, Reply)