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3yardsandacloud;915738; said:I broke a kid's collarbone in second grade playing smear the queer. Not intentionally mind you, what 2nd grader knows to avoid the tetherball pole when playing a game?. Anyway, guess what happened the VERY NEXT DAY? ...
Nothing. It was an accident. We were playing the same game next day. The kid in the sling? He was playing again once the sling came off.
FWIW, we didn't wear bike helmets either ... ooooooooohh. Car seats? Are you kidding me?
Seat belts, in a rat beater Ford, what are those!?
I remember sitting on that slightly elevated 'arm rest' some cars had in the middle of the two front seats. It put my mouth about even with the metal dashboard thinly covered with cheap plastic vinyl.
We went to eat dinner at a casino when I was about 8. It was dark when we left and the parking lot wasn't well lit. My step dad was driving and probably shouldn't have been (he drank bourbon and branches with dinner).
He turned onto and accelerated out of a driveway. Turns out there had been a sign in the middle of it, on a steel pole, that had been cut to about bumper height and painted dark gray. Probably, "This is not an Exit."
Knocked two of my front teeth loose and chipped one of the two, plus bloodied my nose.
My family got our dinner refunded to us and a coupon for another free go at the buffet.
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I forgot all about that name for that game. Geez. Just woke up the whole household laughing.