So a couple of days ago, I slid into a concrete skateboard pit with my friend Ana for kicks. We were expecting there to be a stairway out.
There was no stairway out.
So I pushed Ana and helped her climb out. Then she (who weighs about 112 pounds, less than HALF of what I weigh) had to try and pull me out. We tried 6 or 7 times, and I kept giving up and letting go of her hands when I lost my footing. But at the end, I decided that I WAS getting out of there, d*mmit, and I climbed out with the sheer force of will. That was a hilarious incident.
Well, it was hilarious after I got out. stare
The Fiery Fiddler · Mon Aug 01, 2011 @ 03:21am · 0 Comments |