Tagged
Okay, so my sister tagged me to tell you five things about me that no one knows (or at least, not many of you).
1. Some of my friends call me "Mr. June" because I once appeared in Mormonad.
2. I fell through the top of a light table in a photography class in High School. My teacher asked me in front of a room full of students if I needed to go to the bathroom to check for "glass in my butt."
3. I took clogging lessons as a kid--some scarring lasts forever.
4. When I was little, I followed the icecream truck with some friends and ended up miles from home. I had to call for someone to come get me because I was too scared to try to make it across State Street on my own.
5. I was hit by a car once while riding the neighbor's Tote-Goat. I was really banged up and could hardly walk for 2-3 days--I wore long pants for two weeks (in the summer) to hide the huge scrapes and bruises from my parents. I've had problems with my knee ever since.
6. (Bonus) I also had to wear that nasty headgear that straps on over your head like butt-hugger underwear. I was nicknamed "Deer Butt" by a bully in my class and had to carry the shame for an entire year.
7. (Bonus) I was in a fight with the state Lightweight Boxing Champ who attended my high school--he thought I keyed his white-trash Camaro. I never took a swing, but he left me with some permanent hearing damage in my right ear.
Go ahead, let the taunting begin.
1. Some of my friends call me "Mr. June" because I once appeared in Mormonad.
2. I fell through the top of a light table in a photography class in High School. My teacher asked me in front of a room full of students if I needed to go to the bathroom to check for "glass in my butt."
3. I took clogging lessons as a kid--some scarring lasts forever.
4. When I was little, I followed the icecream truck with some friends and ended up miles from home. I had to call for someone to come get me because I was too scared to try to make it across State Street on my own.
5. I was hit by a car once while riding the neighbor's Tote-Goat. I was really banged up and could hardly walk for 2-3 days--I wore long pants for two weeks (in the summer) to hide the huge scrapes and bruises from my parents. I've had problems with my knee ever since.
6. (Bonus) I also had to wear that nasty headgear that straps on over your head like butt-hugger underwear. I was nicknamed "Deer Butt" by a bully in my class and had to carry the shame for an entire year.
7. (Bonus) I was in a fight with the state Lightweight Boxing Champ who attended my high school--he thought I keyed his white-trash Camaro. I never took a swing, but he left me with some permanent hearing damage in my right ear.
Go ahead, let the taunting begin.
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