The best thing I heard today:
A friend, who is a large 6'8 - I mean, he fills out his height, had knee surgery this past summer, and is still limping around a little bit. But I was never clear on the exact way he injured his knee. So what does one guy friend do for another guy friend? He tells the story for him. Up to this point all I had heard was that there had been a sports injury. Well, apparently there had been a sports injury - a catching a ball and then falling down during a kickball game injury - but this was not the cause for the surgery. It seems that while in a bar one night, my large friend attempted a Michael Jackson dance move - he gave a little kick, and a high-pitched Michael squeal, which was then quickly followed by a groan of pain, and hitting the floor.
He had to be carried out. By another big friend, and one very small friend.
The worst knee injury story I've heard:
(If I've already told this one, well, then just skip ahead. To... uh... nothing.)
A guy who I know is a frequent soccer player has to wear a knee brace when he plays. So when I asked him about his injury, I assumed it was a soccer related one. I mean, soccer players hurt their knees all the time. And he played a lot! And he's an athlete - this makes sense, right? But the story went something like this:
"See, I was out one night, dancing, and this guy, he came up to me, and started dancing. And he was trying to be better than me, so I started doing my moves, and it was just one of my moves that I always do, but somehow, I blew out my knee."
Now, what would make this a great story would be if a friend told me this about a new guy she was seeing. But what makes it a terrible story is that it was a guy I was seeing.
These little details can make all the difference.
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