Damaged Goods
Posted July 1st, 2005 by Court Sullivan
Let me set a must-avoid scenario for you:
1. Start drinking at 7:30pm.
2. Continue drinking until 4am.
3. Decide that giving someone a piggyback ride is a good idea, especially while walking on decidedly resolute concrete.
4. Decide that readjustment mid-piggyback is not only necessary, but emphatic.
5. Emphatically readjust rider by thrusting rider upwards and forward.
6. Fall face first on the concrete, using hands and knees to brace impact for two people.
7. Do not roll to avoid spreading said impact.
8. Ignore broken bones and go to sleep.
There you have it. One instance in which life can be a bitch, BUT YOU CAN GET AROUND IT! Just don't follow the previous steps in the prescribed order and you won't end up right side down. Remember, life is fragile, and you are but a box of proverbial chocolates, melting in the sun.
Let me set a must-avoid scenario for you:1. Start drinking at 7:30pm.
2. Continue drinking until 4am.
3. Decide that giving someone a piggyback ride is a good idea, especially while walking on decidedly resolute concrete.
4. Decide that readjustment mid-piggyback is not only necessary, but emphatic.
5. Emphatically readjust rider by thrusting rider upwards and forward.
6. Fall face first on the concrete, using hands and knees to brace impact for two people.
7. Do not roll to avoid spreading said impact.
8. Ignore broken bones and go to sleep.
There you have it. One instance in which life can be a bitch, BUT YOU CAN GET AROUND IT! Just don't follow the previous steps in the prescribed order and you won't end up right side down. Remember, life is fragile, and you are but a box of proverbial chocolates, melting in the sun.








2 Comments
Me: So my editor told me that he jumped into a water fountain with about four feet of water depth.
Mike: That's nice. Sounds real professional. He say why he did it?
Me: Said he wanted to conquer it.
Mike: You know, guys like that don't live long.
I did the same thing, except there was no piggy-back ride. I was just too drunk to have the natural reflexes to put my hands in front of me. Next thing I know, I wake up on a couch with bandages that were put on by my equally drunken friends. What a peice of work.
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