This past weekend Osiris and I went to Norfolk to hang out for a couple days. We got in on Friday night, just before halftime of the UNC/Gonzaga game. We wound up going to San Antonio Sam’s on Colley just to watch the game and maybe get some nachos. We were just chilling there in a booth, laughing at people dancing to “Blister in the Sun” and singing to “Sweet Caroline,” when I got a tremendous blow to the top of my head. I screamed and probably cussed really loudly. I seriously thought someone walked up behind me and hit me with a bottle. Osiris thought the same thing and got really mad until he noticed that there was a giant speaker resting on my shoulder. A speaker fell off of the shelf above me and hit me in the head. Hard. I didn’t bleed though because I am made of metal and as far as I could tell then and can tell now I didn’t suffer any sort of major injury. I did cry in the middle of the bar, though. I got scared. All I have now is a tiny bump and a small bruise. I think when I told people about it afterward that they didn’t think it was a big deal because I seemed fine and was also dancing, but witnesses will tell you otherwise. Say what you will about my smarts or personality, but I am physically very sturdy.
They gave us all our drinks and nachos for free and tried to get me drunk on Patrón. They let me sign the speaker. I wrote “THIS SHIT HIT ME” and signed my name.
You can hit me on the head if it means I get free tequila!
Also, have you seen the “possibly related posts”? Um, what about “The Miscarriage”? Kind of uncomfortable.
I can’t wait to be juvenile with you.
If I hit you in the head, does that mean I have to buy the tequila? Why don’t I just buy us a bottle and avoid the head injuries.
You’re a brick house.
Tin roof! Rusted.
You ain’t pregnant.
That don’t mean that.
you are made of robot parts – but sometimes wires come loose. I ❤ you anyway, though.
I’m glad you are so sturdy. best signature also!– don’t let them forget it.