sunday, oct. 17th, 2004

12:38 am
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I'm more hardcore than you, because tonight, in the line of duty, I took a chair to the face.

It's because one of the following is my current profession:

a) I'm a bouncer at Burly Bob's Biker Bar. (...and I like a little alliteration.)
b) I've been working as the stunt lead for a local indie action flick.
c) The damned chair...it just jumped out in front of me.
d) I work with developmentally disabled adults.

If you guessed "d," you're the winner!

Just remember,kids: chairs hurt. Don't be a statistic.

Don't try this at home.

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So, yeah. I'm a tough mothafucka. Don't mess with me. I tear shit up, yo.

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It's a shame, I think I'll end up with a relatively mild bruise - no scar. I need more battle scars.

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