ok so at one in the morning we decided HEY LETS GO TO THE PARK so we did and i had to show fil by memory all the fucked up exercises that guy does every morning at like 7am like crazy crunches and running backwards all over the place and chinups when he is a hundred feet off the ground anyway we go on the swings and we are waaaaaaasted and i start throwing myself off them to see how much air and distance i can get and fil says IF YOU BREAK YOUR ANKLE I WILL DRIVE YOU TO THE HOSPITAL BUT I AM BREAKING UP WITH YOU and i said yeah whatever JUMP WHEEEEEEEE and so fil tried to beat my line in the sand and he did of course but then the more beer i drank the further i flew off the swing cos beer = courage so it was like my tenth jump and i am making my mark and behind me i hear these jangly chain clanking noises so i turn and see fil with his legs in the air and one of his arms caught in the chain and he’s jumping off but he forgot to let go of the swing BAHAHAAAA and he lands in this retarded mess of himself with his face in his armpit and his elbow in his ass and he’s on his side right under the swing and it’s still swinging mighty hard and he has to duck so it won’t slam him in the forehead ducking four times til i get over to him to stop the swing.

so after making sure he didn’t bust any bones out came the HAHAHAs and the YOU LOSERs etc etc and today he has a massive under the skin blood rash bruise.

i told him not everyone can live up to my awesome and that it was ok.

sigh.

ok fil is getting mad he claims that he wasn’t holding on still but i say well with my own eyes your arm was still attached to the swing so this indicates that you did not get it out of there in time so i can only assume there was some lagtime going on in the letting-go-of-the-chain department anyway i’m not the one with the subcutaneous hemorrhage on my right arm, just saying.