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[quote name='theculturewarrior' date='Sep 30 2004, 04:51 PM'] I used to walk barefoot everywhere up in Okieland, and one time my friend and me were playing in a creek, and I stepped on some broken glass. I walked about a mile home barefoot, with blood coming out in little spurts, and when I got home, I told my mom not to bandage it because I thought it was cool the wayit sp;urted out so rythmically.

But yeah, in the end, I ended up more like HSM's daughter than the son. Now I have a really weak stomach for injuries. [/quote]
That story gave me the heebie jeebies.

I bet that when my kids get injured and I see blood, I'll faint ... :blink:

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theculturewarrior

my niece... :rolleyes: she has peroxidophobia. She's a country girl so she likes going everywhere barefoot (another :rolleyes: from me) but when she steps on something or scraps her knee or whatever...it's worse trying to get her to sanitize the wound. :rolleyes:

But then again, I'm a caveman and lack feminine sophistication. Dealing with me is probably the worst part of getting a boo boo. :rolleyes:

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I never got any bad injuries... worst ever was a dislocated shoulder. From walking on my hands. But the thing was, it never went back in right and used to dislocate all the time.
Like one time, I was at this martial arts tournament, and they don't usually have co-ed fighting, but the divisions were wicked small, so I fought a girl, and she blocked my arm up and *oop* dislocated shoulder! I got beat pretty bad. Then I got to go home and tell everyone how I got beat by a girl.

*ahem* aaanyways... when I was younger, whether it hurt a lot or not, I'd just fall into a writhing heap and scream. No real injuries, though.

Not that that's any less embarassing...

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[quote name='Raphael' date='Sep 30 2004, 01:17 PM'] :lol:

That's ingenious!

I've GOT to remember that!



Whenever I was upset as a kid, my parents said I looked like Calvin from Calvin and Hobbes...you know, when he has the little storm cloud about his head...yeah..

They used to say, "don't smile. Don't smiiiiiiiiiiiiile. Absolutely no smiling. I'm making it a rule...no smiling! Don't smiiiiiiiiile. Don't smiiiiiiiiiiiiiile."

:)

I said, "don't smile!"

:rolling: :rolling: :rolling:

"What, now you're laughing! No!"

:rotfl: [/quote]
:rolling: :rolling: My parents so did that!!

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