Okay, here's another semi-occasional addition to the blog (and, like the others, I may or may not get around to doing a second entry some day). Something I did once:One time, when I was about sixteen, on the way home from the swimming pool that we had gone to for a scouting event, the car I was in had one of those big suction cups in the back seat -- you know, the kind that body shops use to pull dents out of cars.
I stuck it on my chest, and pulled, and pulled, and pulled, and pulled (well, you get the idea).
I gave myself a hickey, the size of a volleyball.
It lasted for three months.
The end.
3 comments:
HA!
I remember that, but I don't think we were that old. It was at the old building, I think we were 12 or 13. I do remember the hickey though, huge. Made me laugh right out loud to remember that story......
That's funny! I hesitate to comment in case my friend's son (or my friend) ever reads this. But. My friend has one of those central vacuum systems for her house. Her son put it to his mouth. While it was on. You guessed it. He got a hickey from the vacuum cleaner!
Your new nickname is now hoover.
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