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Originally Posted by Nate the great
There was the time when I was 9, and I thought it would be neat to shave off my eyebrows.
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There was the time I slid down a banister into a nail, and ended up in the emergency room.
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There was the time I was prying 2 boards apart and hit myself between the eyes with one, and ended up in the emergency room.
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There was a period of time when I was 8 when I experimented with removing my hand from the edge of the door after closing it.
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There was the time someone said "Nate, catch" and I didn't, and I ended up in the emergency room.
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There was the time I was riding on my bicycle and ran into a fire hydrant.
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There was the time I was riding on my bicycle and ran into a concrete trash can.
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There was the time I was riding on my bicycle and ran into a parked car.
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There was the time I was riding on my bicycle and ran into a building.
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(Needless to say, I wasn't the most observant child.)
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Are we parted twins?
At 4 I found that my father forgot his razor on the sink... and ended up in emergency room.
From 5 to 11, my school-mates used to kid me because of my freckles (It was Italy, not Ireland).
I tried to get rid of them (the freckles...) with ammonia, bleach, sandpaper, various kind of solvent...
At 12 I played indoor soccer, using my mom's paintings as target and her plants as team-mates.
At 13, when a bunch of bullies in their late teens came at the soccer field to chase us away, I didn't fly with my friends and stayed challenging them all.
At 15, being at school without teacher, we made a competition trying to strike passers-by with tipp-ex bottles, giving a score to each one. Policemen had the highest score, and I won by large...
As an adult, I became really stupid....