PanterA
06-16-2005, 08:07 PM
<p>Alright this is a story that I've told many many times. Friends request me to tell this story. It's always a fun way to break the ice with a new person, and once again it shows just how much the Lord hates me. BTW it's ok to laugh at this story. If you ever meet me I tell the story better then it reads.</p><p>To get the story started let me say that this happened 8 years ago. I was younger and alot stupider then I am today. Alright so 3 friends and I are all doing acid (I told you I was stupid). It's like 2am and we are just starting to come down. We decided to go into Kissena Park Golf Course to the top of the hill and bug out on the stars. So we get up to the top of the highest hill, lay down, and just enjoy the end of the night. About 20 minutes later a group of 4 guys seemingly just appear. We've never seen these guys before so at first we are a bit nervous, but we introduce ourselves. They do the same, we all shake hands and just start bullshitting. maybe 10 minutes later 2 of the 4 guys start play fighting behind me. I hear one of them say "I'm going to hit you in the head with this bottle" the other one says "Go ahead." The next thing I know I get hit in the head with a Corona 22oz. "BONK!" Luckily it didnt break cause I'm sure someone would have been stabbed. Well if it wasnt for the acid, I would have been laid out, but I only went down to a knee and stood right back up. All I can see was a blur. I stumble back and notice that my friends are all fighting. I couldnt do anything my ears were ringing so I try to get the fuck out of there. I start to run down the hill named "Suicide Hill". Now this was in the middle of the summer and the golf course had their sprinklers on. So I take MAYBE 5 steps down this hill and slip backwards. I tried to brace myself by putting my hand back, when all I hear is "SNAP!". I knew it, heard it, and felt it...I just broke my wrist. But at the same time I couldnt stop myself from tumbling all the way down until I landed into a sand trap. Now back in the day I used to were chains on my belt because I thought I was a bad ass metalhead. Well trying to get up from the sand trap I hear the chains rattling and I think it's these guys coming to fuck me up. Now the only lucky thing that happened to me that night was that I ran STRAIGHT to the hole in the fence that we got in from. The hole is tiny and somehow I ran a straight line to it. So I get through the fence. Now you have to follow a path through these high weeds to get out. It was pitch black, my head was spinning and my wrist was broken so I said "fuck it, I'm walking straight through these weeds". I get about 5 feet into the weeds and I fall into ditch that came up to my chest! Remember my wrist was broken, it was just dangling I couldnt feel it, let alone pull myself out of this sink hole. Eventually I clawed my way out of the hole and continue to drudge through these weeds. That's when I walked right into a thorn bush! Now it's summer time and I was wearing shorts, and these thorns were tearing my flesh. Again I said fuck it, and just kept walking. Ripping my legs, arms, chest and face the whole way. I saw the end of the weeds and didnt care anymore. Now once the weeds end there is about 30 feet of open grass. I take 2 steps of what I thought was freedom, and step right down into a heaping pile of dog shit!</p><p>So of course I ended up at the hospital and I'm sitting in the emergancy room. My wrist is broken (ended up needing surgery to put a plate and a pin in), My legs and arms was bleeding from thorns, and I smell like dog shit! On top of everything, the hospital sends me home with my arm in an ace bandage and tells me to take Tylenol for the pain! FUCK YOU FLUSHING HOSPITAL!!</p>
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