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March 19, 2005
Periphery
SCENE:
Friday night, exiting Derrick’s place enroute to Jeremy and David’s place for cocktails, walking down the street:
Derrick: What is wrong with that car?
Glenn: Hmmm, I think the radiator hose has blown. (Mental thoughts of going over to tell them to shut off their engine before they fry the engine)
WHAM!
Stars.
The woman to our left rushes up to me, Derrick is agog with fright, all is a bit fuzzy as I hold onto the street sign I just walked into. My temple is one giant pain spot, swiftly swelling into an egg. I tell the woman I’m fine, tell Derrick to not look at me, and then struggle not to laugh, as it hurts too much. Each giggle that erupts also causes searing pain, so I’m really focused on shutting down the pain.
Of course we still went to get cocktails. Perfect anesthetic.
Posted by G at March 19, 2005 05:44 PM
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Owwww! Poor G! *hug*
Sorry, honey. Hope it feels better fast (even without drinks to help)!
Posted by: Jess at March 19, 2005 06:32 PM
Ohman. I'm laughing on the outside, but crying on the inside. Well, maybe I'm laughing a little bit there too.
Hey - at least you didn't fall into traffic.
Posted by: MzOuiser at March 20, 2005 06:59 PM
OUCH!!!!!
Posted by: homer at March 20, 2005 10:49 PM
ouch. Reminds me of the time I walked into a fire hydrant..
Posted by: jase at March 20, 2005 11:27 PM
Ouch. I've done that a number of times (I'm a bit clumsy) Always sucks the cool right out of ya.
Posted by: Alan at March 21, 2005 09:49 AM
I'd say you're blonde, but...
Posted by: palochi at March 21, 2005 01:47 PM