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Brian - 2003-11-26 09:57:42
I got my head stuck in a guard rail at a swimming pool area. It was up in the "parent watching area" above the pool area. They had to get a special instrument to bend the bars. But I was on head display like some sort of killed and stuffed animal head for everyone in the pool for a half hour. My brother never forgave me (he was swimming and embarassed). I also got my head stuck in those old turnstyles you used to have to go through to get into certain mall stores. No one knows quite how, but I ended up almost choking myself to death with a bar across my throat, and the inability to go backwards (it was a one way turner). They had to take it apart to get me out, and the mall made stores remove them from then on. My brother never forgave me...he still laughs about it at every holiday since. And I managed this with a huge head. If you ever check my web diary page, and an entry with a picture, imagine that head, times 50. And please, no stalkers saying anything besides "I could pinch those cheeks", please. There, the longest comment, ever, to say nothing important at all.
Beth - 2003-11-26 13:33:07
hey that's not so bad. Large heads aren't that bad either. All of my boyfriends have abnormally large heads. One had to have hats specially made, otherwise he couldn't wear them. And DUh look who has the biggest head of them all? conan always talks about his. Now you have great company. apparently having a large head makes you really funny, b/c you, conan, and well, I'm sure there are others are all really funny.
Michael - 2003-11-27 01:15:52
This really has nothing to do with the post. It's not an embarassing moment. It's not a horror story. It's actually closer to a love story. It goes something like this: During a dark, lonely time in my life, I met a girl. From the start, I knew I liked her, but it wasn't until one particularly rainy day that I knew I'd fall in love with her. I want to be with her forever. I don't care about the goofy fights, I don't care about the messy arguments. In the end, I'll always love her. And I hope she never forgets that. In the end, love is all that matters...it conquers all. I'm sure not many of you know or care what I'm saying, but I do have an abnormally large head if that provides any help.
beth - 2003-11-27 01:25:11
yes..yes you do. I love you too.
Bill - 2003-11-27 01:29:44
I too have a freakishly large head. I do not wear hats for that reason. You may actually see my head tomorrow on the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade. It's one of those those giant ballons that 30 people hold down with strings.

Beth, like you, I have a 'fake' bottom to the top of one of my front teeth. When I was in third grade, I was in a fight with my older sister. She was chasing mem and got close enough to push me... My upper lip landed on the corner of the kitchen table. While in college, mine broke off while eating a Now and Later at work. The dentist could not fit me in for a week, so I had to walk around for a week with a broken front tooth. The ladies loved it.
Beth - 2004-06-13 22:33:59
Speaking of fire ants, my husband's younger brother sat on a hill once and nobody knew why he was screaming until they took off his diaper and saw one little ant biting the tip of his, well, yeah, you know what. Ow.

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