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Insane Writer
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Join Date: Sep 2008
Location: On the border of my Outer Circle of Thought
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Oct 9th, 2008, 11:57 PM
No, I almost got hit on two different times.
Twice I scalded my tongue with hot chocolate. The first time, I somehow made no connection between the fact that I drank something extremely hot and the fact that I couldn't taste food for several days.
Once, I rode my friend's scooter with no protective gear. I fell off and scraped up my knee. My mom took me home and put a band-aide on me. Then she took me back to the playground. On the way there, I tripped over her feet (really), fell down, and scraped my other knee. This time, I wised up and stayed at home.
Oh, and I was playing basketball once with some other kids. I was chasing after the ball and was running after it so fast that I ran into the kid holding it. The kid was a foot taller than me and I don't think he was hurt (I'm not sure, as I closed my eyes just before I hit him). All I know is that I richocheted off of him and fell down onto the basketball court, skinning both of my knees. My mom didn't have band-aides this time, so she got some gauze and tape to patch me up.
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"I refuse to prove that I exist," says God, "for proof denies faith, and without faith I am nothing." "But," says Man, "The Babel fish proves you exist, and so therefore, by your own arguments, you don't." "Oh dear," says God, "I hadn't thought of that," and promptly vanished in a puff of logic.
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