I can totally still feel the fat lips I got from this kind of stuff.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
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3 comments:
Why is it that ladders were so cool when we were kids, and now the thought of climbing a ladder totally sucks?
You know, they could give those kids paint brushes and use it as a scaffold and pay child labor rates---looks like a good option.
I STILL have a 10-inch long scar on the inside of my forearm from the jagged edge of one of those tubular steel legs.
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