Saturday, January 1, 2011

Getting a Lemon Lobbed at Your Junk Is Not a Good Way to Start the New Year

This morning, I was laying in the hotel room bed while Anthony was attempting to juggle with three lemons. (He wasn't doing it well.) At one point he threw one to me while I wasn't paying attention and it smacked me right in my balls. Goddamn, I have not been hit in the balls in probably 20 years and had forgotten how much it hurts.

Like, indescribable, mind and soul-numbing pain.

As I lay writhing in agony I remember thinking that my balls would never be the same again. As soon as I felt like I could stand I hurried to the bathroom to throw up.

I have high hopes for 2011. But this is so not the way I wanted it to start.

Happy 2011 everyone!

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