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Today during tech after school we had to get these two bar-table things from up in the spot booth down to the stage. We managed to wriggle them out into the hallway, and then we discovered you could run with them and jump on them and slide down the hall (and also scratch the shit out of the floor. But that's not the point.) So we were running and sliding down the hall.

At some point, I ran and slid directly into james, so he was smashed between the two tables. He said ow and then worked his way out. He sort of ran at me like he was gonna tackle me and I laughed and moved out of the way. And then he kicked me in the shin.

Hard.


With a steel-toed boot.


It hurts like a mother fucker. Literally. It took me a good 5 minutes before I could even walk on it, and I'm still limping several hours later.


He said I was lucky 'cause he was actually going for my balls and missed.

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