i fell down this hill. it was maybe a twenty foot hill. GIVE or take 3 feet or so. it was on what most people would roughly estimate to be a 70 degree angle. it had just rained. i figured, hey, its wet out, i'd like to see how far i can make it down that hill (with it being freshly precipitated all over), and if i lose my balance, which is fairly inevitable, i'll just fall backward and slide the rest of the way on my ass. so i'm going down this hill, you know, i got a game plan. i'm a little drunk, but not much. i drank the majority of a 40 over about an hour, thats like what 4 beers or five? OE yo. anyhizzle, gameplan in tact i decided it was time to descend this hill. i made it a little over halfway. when suddenly i felt like i was falling forward. so to ease my forward trajectory, i went back hoping the butt cushion would be my ground-wise parachute or something. unfortunately though, i had gained too much speed. i would guess i was going 15 or even 20 miles an hour down that hill. possibly more, i'm not sure. and when i dropped back it was with far too much force and i sprung forward and slammed face down in the middle of the street that was at the foot of this hill. i broke my hip and separated my shoulder and was in the hospital for a few days. luckily though it was not a bad break i was able to walk away and all, but i guess i received a compression fracture. which is a break as a result of pressure. easy on the mend. but harsh nonetheless. and my shoulder which i've had problems with from the time i was very young -- as a result of a dirty trick my sister once played on me, is in horrendous pain and i can't do all the things i would normally do, if i were a professional basketball player. but alas, i'm not a professional basketball player, so it doesn't much matter in that sense. as it turns out, i seriously need health insurance. maybe welfare can be in my future. i have a rap show concert tonight, and i will be able to do that because we sit down through shows, so it should be no problem whatsoever. somehow i managed to keep my cigarette in my hand without dropping it or putting it out in any way, so it was right there with me the whole time, and i protected it, just like it will protect me one day. a favor for a favor. RIGHT CIGARETTES!!!??!

2 Comments:
it makes me happy that you saved the cigarette.
which sister was it? and were you really in the hospital?
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