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Guess what I did last night...
So I'm minding my own business last night, and I go to head down to the basement. And what do you know, there was a shoe on the steps at the top, and I just so happened to trip on it, and fell all the way down the stairs, broke my arm, and cut open my head off of the cement at the bottom of the stairs. So at about 1 am I had to be brought to the hospital, and I had to sit there for about an hour before they even brought me to a doctor. So now I have 9 stiches in my head, along with a fucking bald spot(which really pisses me off). And they had to reset the bone in my arm, which hurt like a fucking bitch. At least they gave me some good pills.... So how was your night?
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