The idle musings of a former military man, former computer geek, medically retired pastor and now full-time writer. Contents guaranteed to offend the politically correct and anal-retentive from time to time. My approach to life is that it should be taken with a large helping of laughter, and sufficient firepower to keep it tamed!
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
With friends like these, who needs enemies?
A backyard game of baseball leads to injury . . . to which, add laughter as an insult!
I had a reaction like that once to something. I'm pretty sure it was shock. I didn't find anything funny about what happened, I was surprised and just couldn't control the laughter.
Apparently my reaction to serious physical trauma to myself is to repeat the f bomb over and over, then try to diagnose it. (Can I wiggle my toes? Yes? Good, I don't have a spinal injury.)
4 comments:
My head hurts just thinking about that.
Jim
Ouch... It's the 'little' things...
That guy needs new friends...
I had a reaction like that once to something. I'm pretty sure it was shock. I didn't find anything funny about what happened, I was surprised and just couldn't control the laughter.
Apparently my reaction to serious physical trauma to myself is to repeat the f bomb over and over, then try to diagnose it. (Can I wiggle my toes? Yes? Good, I don't have a spinal injury.)
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