I know...it happens when you have a passion for something. Like one time I was fishing on some slippery rocks by the beach in Virginia beach. I had a huge fish and was wearing sandals, walked on a slipper rock, and slid onto my butt - only to realize 30 seconds later that I had gashed my arm open, on barnacles. I needed stitches - my friends just wanted to stay and see what the next guy down had caught...some friends. Those barnacles sure are razor sharp. :P
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