psychological injury
when I was about three, I poked the eyes out of my sisters 'tiny tears' doll. snipurl.com/h1ou

I left it on the stairs by the front door, for when she came home from school.

there it sat, blank eyed, as she ran in the front door and came face to face, eye to socket, with this abomination.

much screaming, many many nightmares.

oh, and the time I losened the handlebars on her bike .. arse over tit, grazed face, 'rents had a hard time not laughing at that gem.
(sham-il-eer-tak-tak noes better but still can't give a fuck at, Thu 18 Aug 2005, 18:41, Reply)