08-07-2009, 09:51 AM
Free Beer's swingset story reminded me of one:
When I was 2 1/2 years old, I lived in Oregon. The next door neighbor had the coolest swingset. She was not home one day, and I decided I really wanted to play on that cool swingset. Well, her dog thought otherwise. She had a German Shepard and that SOB grabbed my leg. If it hadn't been for the ice cream man hearing me, I could have been a goner. The pictures below show the scar which is still quite visible on both sides of my left leg. Yeah, the ice cream man gave me free ice cream too!!
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When I was 2 1/2 years old, I lived in Oregon. The next door neighbor had the coolest swingset. She was not home one day, and I decided I really wanted to play on that cool swingset. Well, her dog thought otherwise. She had a German Shepard and that SOB grabbed my leg. If it hadn't been for the ice cream man hearing me, I could have been a goner. The pictures below show the scar which is still quite visible on both sides of my left leg. Yeah, the ice cream man gave me free ice cream too!!
Hey doc, do you know the address of that place?
Oh, you know, I do know the address. It's at the corner of go fuck yourself and buy a map!
Oh, you know, I do know the address. It's at the corner of go fuck yourself and buy a map!