All Fall Down
Being a ker-azee young whippersnapper all of ten years old, I was prone to a range of childish idiocy (tripping people over, pulling the girls' hair, you know the stuff). Everyone knew that there was trouble abound when I had my mischief hat on.

Well one day, I pushed it too far. I'd cajoled one of my cronies (we'll call him Colin, for no other reason than I like that name) into being the essentially more dangerous element in the 'you kneel on the floor and I'll push someone over you' game. I chose, in my infinite 10-yo wisdom, to do this prank on the biggest kid in the school. It all went by without a hitch; we talked, Colin knelt, I shoved, big boy fell.

Colin gets a kick in the ribs, then the other boy decides to come after me. I'm too busy wetting myself laughing and making sure he's not on my tail to notice the basketball post in the middle of the playground.

Full speed, metal post, collarbone shattered. I promptly passed out and made some sick over my school jumper.
( <somethingfunny> hasn't said anything funny since, Fri 3 Sep 2004, 9:57, Reply)