Pudding Wrestling
A few weeks ago, I was at a going away party for my friend Jason. After we kicked everyone's ass at Beer Pong, he challenged me to pudding wrestling. I couldn't let that pass. I thought "what's the worst that can happen? I could feel like an idiot tomorrow, or somebody might take a picture and I'll feel like an idiot for posterity. But I've never done it, and I should say yes to this." So I did. And below, boys and girls, are the two reasons that I should possibly have contemplated saying no instead of yes.
Reason #1
I'm not sorry I said yes, even though there are pictures, and I did get cut, and I did have to go to the ER and get stitches and a tetanus shot. It was an experience. And besides, how cool is that scar story?
Reason #1
I'm not sorry I said yes, even though there are pictures, and I did get cut, and I did have to go to the ER and get stitches and a tetanus shot. It was an experience. And besides, how cool is that scar story?
posted by Bunny | 11:15
1 Comments:
Who captured these images? They appear to be a gifted photographer. Look at the composition, the pathos and the sheer empathy of the camera. I'm breathless.
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