Yeah, I mocked gravity
and gravity bitch-slapped me. Right in the back of the neck. Which has just about stopped aching now.
( b3th Not shit. Not mod., Fri 5 Aug 2011, 12:54, 1 reply, 15 years ago)

As far as I'm concerned you mocked gravity
If I'd been stood where you were before the jump, I'd have offered gravity my Xbox, girlfriend and as many blood sacrifices as it wanted to just let me climb down slowly with many whispered promises about never pretending to be brave again.
(Darth Foxtrot A one-man army dedicated to making fetch happen, Fri 5 Aug 2011, 12:58, Reply)

Would you get in one of those white suits with the net facemask
and open a hive of bees?
I wouldn't. I'd wet myself and run away crying. It's only brave if you're actually scared of the thing you're facing.

Having said that, my bladder and bowels told me several times on Sunday morning that I *was* scared of flinging myself out into nothing. And my shaking legs reiterated the point for about half an hour after the event too.
( b3th Not shit. Not mod., Fri 5 Aug 2011, 13:02, Reply)