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Tor? Who the hell is that?
Posted January 23rd 2010 at 01:05 AM by s_tor_m
wow....it's been almost a month since I last blogged. I'm hardly on TH anymore...and that's not really intentional or anything, it's just the timeless excuse...I'VE BEEN BUSY. I know, original right? Maybe I should come up with a more interesting reason...
Okay, so here's the deal. A couple weeks ago I got in a huge fight with my parents about how many popsicles is "too many". Things got a little out of hand...harsh words were said...and well, I left home. I decided that I would live on Coney Island for a while, just until things settled down. Since I'm insanely horrible with directions, I got lost somewhere in Kansas. Frustrated, I decided to ask for help...turns out the closest gas station was 7.8 miles away. When I got there, I figured I might as well get gas while I'm here. As I was fueling up, a man next to me brought out a cake and started singing "happy birthday" to his daughter. I smiled at the sight, but that smile was suddenly turned upside down as the man brought out a candle and lit up a match. In seconds, the entire gas station exploded leaving me with 8 toes and only one arm. Damn. I was flown to the nearest hospital which was a secret underground building that only takes in patients once every 3 and a half years. I must have a leperchaun on my side or something because my timing couldn't have been better. It took them 8 days, but I now have two plastic toes and a bionic arm that allows me to type. (and I can kill flies like a ninja!)
I would have told you guys about this sooner, but I only had one arm, you see. So, I apologize for the absence, but I've been caught up with a few things. If any of you are interested, I pretty much do a daily blog on Flickr. Just mini updates and such, but I'm on there a lot more than TH.
Hope you guys are all doing spiftacular!
Okay, so here's the deal. A couple weeks ago I got in a huge fight with my parents about how many popsicles is "too many". Things got a little out of hand...harsh words were said...and well, I left home. I decided that I would live on Coney Island for a while, just until things settled down. Since I'm insanely horrible with directions, I got lost somewhere in Kansas. Frustrated, I decided to ask for help...turns out the closest gas station was 7.8 miles away. When I got there, I figured I might as well get gas while I'm here. As I was fueling up, a man next to me brought out a cake and started singing "happy birthday" to his daughter. I smiled at the sight, but that smile was suddenly turned upside down as the man brought out a candle and lit up a match. In seconds, the entire gas station exploded leaving me with 8 toes and only one arm. Damn. I was flown to the nearest hospital which was a secret underground building that only takes in patients once every 3 and a half years. I must have a leperchaun on my side or something because my timing couldn't have been better. It took them 8 days, but I now have two plastic toes and a bionic arm that allows me to type. (and I can kill flies like a ninja!)
I would have told you guys about this sooner, but I only had one arm, you see. So, I apologize for the absence, but I've been caught up with a few things. If any of you are interested, I pretty much do a daily blog on Flickr. Just mini updates and such, but I'm on there a lot more than TH.
Hope you guys are all doing spiftacular!
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lol oh Tor ily :P
Posted January 23rd 2010 at 01:14 AM by amystery
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Omg I actually believed that for a few minutes.. I'm too gullible
Posted January 23rd 2010 at 01:05 PM by DomoKay
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hahahaha i actually read your story and believed it until i read Kelseys comment and was like "huh?" and then re read the bit at the top lol
I am sooooo ridiculously dumbPosted January 23rd 2010 at 04:08 PM by L'espoir
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LOL you guys crack me up xDPosted January 23rd 2010 at 08:47 PM by s_tor_m
