i had to leap in front of a bus to save a nun. no? you don't believe that one?
ok, umm, i was flying relief supplies to needy orphans in somalia when my plane crashed.
i was cross-checked and tripped as i split the defensemen in the slot, sending me head over heels. but i still managed, one handed on my backhand, to put the puck where norman kept his mother. UPSTAIRS!!!
ok, i actually don't know, but i think it was when my son, about 31 pounds now, jumped from the couch onto my side as i was laying on the floor watching tv with him. kinda like the way a cowboy jumps onto a horse. i felt a little sting, but didn't pay it much attention. then, the next day, i was benduing over, changing the paper in the bird's cages when i sneezed very hard, and that's when it felt like someone put a knife in my side. the doc says that my son probably started the fracture, and the sneeze completed it.
hey, isn't that elder abuse?