ya ya i knew it was......well you see my freind lives in the middle of no-where in some forest, his father is a big mechanic guy. We had a really really dry summer and the grass was dead as a beaver with a 12 gage slug imbedded in its shredded head (dont know where that came from). His father had changed the oil on their quad earlier and there was some on the lawn. Well knowing us we were a little, ok a lot tipsy, and of course playing with fire (nothing new there) and i acidentally tripped over a log (Blondie that i am, not to mention me being tipsy) with a light lighter in my hand. Well from there as you can probably imagine, i cursed about every curse word in teh english dictionary (As well as some in french) as i ran my ass hairs getting singed. The fire department came, (After a half an hour, shows you american service for you) when the fire was already out, when my freinds father got home we had the lawn cleaned up, and said that were riding the quads around to much while he was gone and tore up the lawn (Hehehe im a good lyer and good at persuading people) Well anyways the lawn is now very fully grown, but i never did find that lighter, wahhhh it was black with the blood angels insignia.....i got it for a birthday present......i think the firemen took it, those bastards....Oh and thanks for makin me tell the story xearo now i look like a drunk fool.
Breaking my big toe....... again ( AAAAARRRRGGGGGHHHHHH ) last night doing backflips after 8 hours of drinking ( started at five in the afternoon and finished about 4 in the morning when I have to start work 6am )
I only seem to injure myself doing capoeira when I show off ( lesson to be learned )
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