So a few years ago my office was moving within the building, from the ninth floor to the sixth. All the higher ups were around to supervise which turned out to be great because once we were done they decided to treat everyone who helped out to an expensive dinner. Well at dinner I decided to imbibe a bit and drank about 10 beers and a few shots of GM. Dinner Party breaks up but, of course, I still had had not drank enough so I talked a couple of co-workers into heading out to a bar down the street.
Now that the background is set... On the walk over to another bar I spotted a long row of bushes, about four feets high, set on a street in downtown DC. I sprint about 50 yards, lay out and superman it on top of the bushes. Little did I realize that that one long bush was really a set of smaller bushes, each in its own square marble planter. Well the good news is I easily cleared the first bush, bad news didn't quite make it to the second. Chin planted on the second bush and split open the chin, sprained my back and nearly broke my neck, literally.
Talk about stupidity. Guess that is why they say youth is wasted on the young...
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