Moggy wrote:Karl wrote:Moggy wrote:I can remember my first serious accident as well. I am not sure how old I was, but my dad ran some string across the room and then I could put my He-Man’s hand onto the string and let it slide down across the room. It was great fun, right up until the moment that I was running across the room, tripped and smashed my head into the gas fire. I had to have lots of stiches and still have a small scar by my eye.
I can relate to this! I got a bit overexcited as a toddler and ran into the corner of an oven (
), and I also needed stitches & still have a scar near my eye from it (on my eyebrow).
It's like we were fated to be libtard cuckflakes together
I had a super manly macho He-Man and gas fire related accident.
You banged your head on a girly domestic oven.
You are my cuck Karl, I am your master.
Isn't Karl from up North? When he says oven it's probably some strawberry floating great coal powered, steel monstrosity.
One of my earliest memories is actually a nightmare about monkeys coming into my room which is quite strange although I do wonder if it's something I constructed having been told that I had nightmares because of a tree tapping the window.
I have a pretty good memory and actually find it really frustrating trying to reminisce with someone and they can't remember. I have friends who can't remember things from 4-5 years ago.