Reign in Acai
Of Elephant and Man
My worst injury in reality was a hernia at the age of 7. This was the result of heaving cinder blocks.
Necuratul said:It goes something like this...see, I was born blind. I had trouble making friends early on because everyone would make fun of me and my blindness, even though I could do nothing about it. They would even stick glasses on my face as if it would allow me to see, and then they would laugh. I began seeing doctors trying to grasp to something to give me hope that I may one day be a normal person: that I one day see the world. Then in 5th grade, I finally met someone who didn't make fun of my blindness. He said he'd had someone in his family who was blind as well, so he could understand. He was a great guy too, except for this unusual smell. For several years, he was my only friend. We did everything together, nearly inseparable. Then one day one of my doctors called me telling me of this very new and untested experimental procedure that could possibly allow me to see, and I of course immediately jumped at the chance. After all, what could I possibly lose, my sight? No, I'm already fucking blind. A couple months later following various procedural preparations and paperwork, I was finally ready to receive this innovative surgery. 17 hours later, my eyes begin to open, and I'm actually able to tell that they're open because I can see! I can see various colors and the blurred outlines of the shapes of things. Hours pass and as I stare around my vision slowly becomes clearer and clearer. I call my friend to tell him to come and visit me at the hospital, that the operation was a success! There are so many new things that we can do now that I can actually see. So another hour passes, and I see this grotesque, vile creature step through the doorway of the recovery ward. I see him walking, a complete stranger, and as he comes next to my bed, I wonder why he is standing over me, this complete stranger. Then this smell passes through my nostrils - a familiar smell. But how could this smell be emanating from this animated pile of feces? Then my axons begin firing, the neural impulses triggering reactions in my cerebellum, and then I realize who it is; this is my best friend, my only friend, the person who's always been there for me for so many years. My friend was a my pals! I couldn't believe it, I just stared at his wretched flesh for a solid minute. I couldn't even move or open my mouth. Then I turned to the bedpost, and, illuminated by the desk lamp as if a gift from God himself is a scalpal. I lunge for the utensil and promptly gouge my eyes out. Never again did I want to see what I saw.
blind date?Reign in Acai said:The first time I seen a Negar, my heart was broken.
I would consider something seriously wrong with the person who wouldn't laugh at this. But to clarify, she landed face first into the GLASS or in the GRASS? I'm confused. Still ridiculously funny either way.Guthrum said:And speaking of seeing funny things, me and my friend Chris were leaving our Tech school to head back to our home school and on the way to the buses, this mentally challenged girl was running full speed to get on them. She tripped and landed face first in the glass and like a reflex, Chris let out the loudest laugh.
:guthrum: :guthrum:Guthrum said:Ooh yeah, let's scoot some shit across the ice. That sounds like fun.
What Charleston are you talking about? There's like 12 per state.Krigloch hates Tape Nuts said:was drunk as fuck in downtown Charleston.
dorian gray said:I would consider something seriously wrong with the person who wouldn't laugh at this. But to clarify, she landed face first into the GLASS or in the GRASS? I'm confused. Still ridiculously funny either way.
dorian gray said:What Charleston are you talking about? There's like 12 per state.