door frame,
i've just thought of another, at uni my housemate and i sat in preperation for a big night out in our kitchen witht the first can of the night. being very childish my housemate said something rude and then ran off so i chased him out of the kitchen.

Normally when i give chase he slams the doors behind him to slow me down. Having been caught out by this before i lept into the air to open the swinging door with a bruce lee style fly kick. This would have worked perfectly giving me the opportunity to catch him on the stairs and administer a fairly homoerotic slapping had he bothered to shut the door.

As it turns out he didn't and instead of meeting the resistance offered by the door and bouncing elegantly to the ground i sailed through the opening and caught the top of my head on the top of the frame just above the hairline. My feet came up level with my head, glasses flew off and i hit the groud with a two inch gash across the top of my head. As most people know head wounds are second only to a severed artery for their bleeding prowess. I lost a good pint of blood waiting for a sober friend arrive to drive me to the A&E Once there i had to explain to a rather unsympahetic docor what had happened and get it glued up. for a week after i had to walk around with a pasty crust of glue at the top of my forehead.

I was touched by the level of sympathy offered by my housemate, when he'd finally finished laughing he ran upstairs to get a camera before he even thought about ringing around for a driver. Mind you i laughed for about a week when he broke both his wrists kicking a tennis ball so i suppose i deserved it.
(ianb, Thu 9 Sep 2004, 13:21, Reply)