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I was in the 8th grade in a new school at a basketball game when I decided to get two sodas (in cups) for my dad and myself. My shoes had really long strings and so the loops were really big. On the way back to the bleachers I trip in the one of the loops and fall. The drinks go everywhere. I immediately jump up and run to where Dad was sitting and buried my head and started crying.
Seems like I was doing this kind of stuff all the time growing up. Hell, I do this kind of stuff now. I can just laugh at myself now, where I NEVER would have when I was a youngster.
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