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i fell off the roof of a 4x4 and broke my collar bone once.

Well done Bamos, i guess you deserved it for watching the bill.

i tend to avoid injuries, i supposed breaking my hand because i skidded in some mud at leeds a couple of years back was a bit shit....not entirely embarassing thought.

i just found a magnet under my bed advertising 'Kevin' at angelfire.com/on4/onthelineuk/. how odd.

I was playing in a football match...storming up the wing from my position of full back, my run pierced the defence as the ball was lofted over the top...anticipating the moment at which I would hit the ball on the volley and watch the net ripple...









...at which point I ran into the fucking goal post.

One of my ex's was playing Crash Bandicoot on the Playstation at mine. She was stuck and smashed a DualShock Analogue controller on her head before bursting into tears.

I fell out of a moving taxi while arguing with an ex. I hit the road hands first. I was wearing big skull rings, which disintegrated and were embedded in my hand, above the knuckles. I had to go home and dig all the pieces out with a compass.

Was at the top of a treelined hill, one of Scotlands baby mountains. Had taken a load of mushrooms, both psilocybin (?), the pointy ones, and phliagaric (?) the red ones with white spots from cartoons. Started to vomit badly after 18 hours of constant shroom topups. Had to descend the hill in darkness to try and catch the last bus back to Glasgow. It drove by me without stopping, but stopped further down the unlit road. I ran to get it and fell head first down a workmens six foot deep hole in the road. Escaped with just a bang on head from a pipe, but got completely covered in all manner of muck. Had to walk through Glasgow citycentre on a Saturday night like this to get home. This was the late eighties and just before Britains citycentres became magnets for saucereyed types completely covered from head to foot in mud and crap.

at not only the event, but it looks like I posted in the wrong forum.

Fuckers.

yearly boiler inspection today and opened all the windows to let some fresh air in. About 20 minutes ago a breeze toppled over about 150 tapes and 40 minidiscs which veered out from the wall and hit me in the face when I turned round to see what was happening.

Found some good tapes though when tidying them up, including John Peel ones from 1991 which my family and girlfriend at the time recorded and played to me when I was lying in a coma after crap injuries.