When you were a kid
Did you ever climb into a sleeping bag, crawl down into the bottom and have your brother/sister/friend/cousin/etc push you down?

Well, i discovered the hard way that doing it by yourself is not a good idea.

I climbed in, but realised i wouldn't be able to push myself off bunched up, so i straighten my body out, and push off.

Just as I do this, my lovely(?) brother reaches down and grabs the sleeping bag by the string, and points out i'm being boring. I query. He reaches down and ties the string so that only my head is sticking out, and says "There we go!" and pushes me with his foot.

All goes well for about 4-5 stairs, when my heels catch on a stair. What happened next was a wonder of physics. I managed to change from sliding down the stairs feet first, to flying down them head first in the space of about half a second.

We used to have a wooden shoe cabinet at the bottom of the stairs, facing them. I went face first into it. I was lucky to only get a slight concussion, and chip 2 teeth.

Unbeknownst to myself, my Dad walked out from the living room next to the stairs (after hearing the noise), looks down at me, looks up the stairs to my shocked brother, mutters "Little shits" under his breath and goes back to his book.

Thanks Dad!
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Thu 20 Dec 2007, 17:08, Reply)