When I was very little (18 months maybe?) my sister and her friend were baby sitting me. Her friend was holding me and decided that she needed her hands free to do something more important and so she set me down on the kitchen counter. I decided that this would be a good time to practice leaning forward suddenly and landed head first onto the floor. I’ve heard many stories over the years about how my head swelled up like a football… “No really, it looked like you had a football stuck to the side of your head.” I’m the only one with no memory of the incident and always complain that nobody took a picture. It was always fun though whenever the “have you ever broken any bones” conversation comes up I get to say “Just my skull.” So now you can all leave some comments along the lines of “Oh! So that explains where these comics come from.”
When I was very little I broke my nose right where it connects to the skull. My parents were terrified I’d fall down again and drive it into my brain.
Oh the stupidity of childhood. I’m 4. I’m on a swimming trip with the school. I try to impress the girls with my “HEAD OF STEEL!” (This trick usually involved me crushing soda cans and breaking planks of wood with my skull, woo for early kung fu lessons) Anywhoo, I slam my head down, miss the soda can, and hit the corner of the table. I still have an awesome scar there that my girlfriend calls my ‘Demon’s Eye’
I don’t remember what ages, but I’ve had at least three head injuries in my life. The first, I think I fell off the washing machine at age three. The second, I was at the zoo with my friend, and we’re sitting on some ropes while his mom gets us ice cream. My friend weighed one and a half times as much as me, and he stands up first. My rope shoots down, I fall, hit my head. Ended up getting staples for that particular injury. My most recent occurred when I plowed my bike into a chain-link fence. I got a nice concussion and a pretty screwy scar pattern all over my body. The scars are gone already though.
He gets his cool toys from cereal boxes
I had the same experience. When i was about 2 years old me and my dad where staying at his folks house. He was putting the laundry to dry outside on the first floor’s balcony I sneaked behind his back and mingled through bars of the balcony. Needless to say i can still fell the dents of that particular fall.
Oh! So that explains where these comics come from.
Hehe….
Funny comic.us My mom fell on me when i was little. =/
Tis merely a flesh wound