MammotHunter
Interfector Viris Spurii
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Give me a rock, a sling, and give me some room
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I was the guy that, when, I first got a boomerang as a gift, I invited my friends to come with me when I tried it out. The first time I threw it, I obviously didn't have the technique right, because it crashed some distance away. The second shot though, came around, made a full circle and hit me right in the neck. My friends, being as they are, just fell to the ground laughing. I meanwhile, just fell to the ground, half laughing half trying to get my breath back. this kind of thing happens with me more often than I'd like to admit. A few years ago, back in Montana, I was standing beside this resevoir, handling this snake I had picked up, doing a crocodile hunter impersonation with the snake to impress this girl that I had met. Well, after handling it for a few minutes, while waiting for someone to get a camera, the snake starts getting a little impatient. No sooner does someone take my picture, than the girl says "Um, Jack honey, I think he's going to bite you" To which I manfully replied "Nah, the little bugger wouldn't have a go at m---"And then he latched on to my little finger and was just hanging there. I was laughing so hard I had to release the snake and sit down for a couple of minutes. I still handle snakes and I still throw boomerangs, so apparently I haven't learned a bloody thing from my childhood.
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