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I've never managed to injure myself in a "cool" way.

I've only broken one limb, amazingly - How? I was running around the back yard, and I tripped over my own feet... and cracked my elbow. That's it - Just tripped.

Much more entertaining was a summer camp experience. A bunch of us young'uns took it upon ourselves to find the shortest direct path between our area of tents, and the "trading post" that sold all sorts of sugary beverages. One evening, I'm running along, and all of a sudden, I find myself choking for breath, laying on my back... I reach up to my neck, and my hand comes up covered with blood... Apparently, one of the older students had it in for us, and strung a rope about neck level. I got clotheslined in quite the literal sense.

Of course, the next day was the day that the parents were visiting - My mom takes one look at me and nearly screams... Keep in mind that I was realtively unshowered and generally unkempt, on top of having a huge scab across my neck... "What happened to your neck?" "Oh, don't worry about that - It's just rope burn" was my not-so-well-thought-out response. My mom immediately runs off to find a counselor to see why I was being lynched...

Aside from that, just the usual collection of childhood bicycle accidents.
(mysticmcj, Sat 4 Sep 2004, 0:47, Reply)