
 | These two are about me as a kid. I was a pretty dumb kid. I wonder if my mom remembers these? Both times ended with me going to the hospital to see my good ol' dad and have my finger soaked in iodine for a half hour and then put in a finger splint. When I burned my finger I got away without having to do any school work for a week since it was my right hand finger. The other one was my left finger and it was just cool to show off to kids in class. The second time I probably should have had stitches but I probably would have screamed bloody murder for my father not to do it.
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