an earlier post reminded me of this one...
or two i guess

i was probly 5 or 6 and i liked to climb. anywhere. like the couch, a table, the shelves at the grocery store, trees, etc.
i had the coolest idea that i should climb mom and dad's chest o' drawers which is about 6' high (my best climb yet!). it has a nice plate of glass at the top of it to make for easy cleaning or something like that, and it has about 5 or 6 drawers. i made it to drawer 3 and the damned thing toppled over onto me and onto the bed.
my sister was watching me that day and she nearly fainted because i had a 6-8 inch gash on my thigh... probly from one of the handles and boy it bled! the glass missed my head by inches but since i landed on the bed with this damned thing on me, it bounced and somehow whacked my head, giving me a nice bump and probly killing lots o brain cells :P

i also went through a really late clumsy phase between junior and senior year in high school and i'd hit my head on everything... car doors, house doors, desks of all kinds, trees, even some people. im surprised i still have a brain, it should've ran away by now heh.

i was also a master finger slicer... when i was young. i was fascinated with the dude from yan can cook, hes the guy who chops things reeeally fast. i thought i could do it with a cucumber so i got a long knife, held it up a bit and proceeded to come down not on the cucumber, but onto my left index finger. i didnt use too much force so it didnt slice through completely but it was stopped by my nail i think, so i had this half inch long flesh flap on my finger, i showed it to mom and she went nuts.
(The Monkey's Significant Other, Sun 5 Sep 2004, 3:19, Reply)