08-07-2002, 03:10 AM
This one time, when I was a kid... er... umm, my parents never let me do anything, so no exciting stories... unless 16 counts... it was two years ago, I was at the Fencer's Club, for fencing team practice... we were sitting down my a piste and watching a match, mind you swords often flail left and right, so this was dangerous. :poke:
One sword was knocked to the side and poked me hard across the right eyebrow... but thing is I was checking out some cute girls to the left of me at the time. If i was watching the match, I'd have one eye right now. Cool huh? So from now on don't even try and call me gay, ok? Anyone calls me gay, I'll point to my living, extant, right eye... :thumbs-up:
One sword was knocked to the side and poked me hard across the right eyebrow... but thing is I was checking out some cute girls to the left of me at the time. If i was watching the match, I'd have one eye right now. Cool huh? So from now on don't even try and call me gay, ok? Anyone calls me gay, I'll point to my living, extant, right eye... :thumbs-up:
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