I've learned to roll a log before I pick it up.
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and always roll it towards you so whatever is under it will be on the oppsite side from you. same with anything flat, reach across and raise the far side up then look over it.
I've learned to roll a log before I pick it up.
Danny Tanner said:I rip off my seat belt, stand up andmyank down my pants and underwear and going to town, without mercy, on my sausage and strawberries is this:
Swear on everything true story here.
I was about 5-6 years old. I was in the back of my mom's car (brown Ford Grenada) as we were going down the highway on a trip to the city, for shopping and such with my aunt. It was warm out so we had all the windows down. I got an itch on my crotch, so I scratch it. Well, suddenly it feels like somebody is striking my crotch with an orange hot ball-peen hammer. I start screaming, crying and panicking, my mom and aunt in the front seat flipping out. I rip off my seat belt, stand up andmyank down my pants and underwear and going to town, without mercy, on my sausage and strawberries is this:
My aunt takes a couple of swats at it, finally knocks it onto the floorboard of the car and squishes it with something. I remember getting to Target and going into the bathroom to pee and I told my younger brother to go use the stall instead of the urinal next to me because I didn't want pee to shoot out of my many sting holes.
Up until last spring when I got stung in the neck by a bee, that was the only time I've ever been stung by anything.
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