It's Friday night and I am bored to tears.
Entertain me. GO.
*ahem*
The day before Thanksgiving, freshman year in college, my (drunk) buddy and I decide that it would be a good idea to take one of those on-the-door nerf hoops with 2 suction cups and stick one cup on each of our foreheads and let people shoot baskets at us.
When we got bored, his suction cup came off easily, but mine stayed on after the hoop was removed. In our inebriated state, we thought that him pulling as hard as he could with his foot on my shoulder would be the best way to remove the suction cup. It worked, but as a side effect of the removal, I had a 2” diameter hickey smack in the center of my forehead. No amount of hot/cold compress or any other treatment would get rid of it. Serious hematoma.
I happened to be sporting a close-cropped haircut at the time, and ended up having to go home and sit down to the big family thanksgiving dinner with this Cyclopsian mark making me the center of attention. It was impossible to have any serious conversation at the table as everyone ended up busting up laughing after the first few words addressed to me. I’m surprised nobody choked on their turkey and stuffing…
INTERMEZZO
So, I’m back at school hashing (working in the cafeteria line) the next week after Thanksgiving, and this random guy from some other dorm slides his tray right up to me and he had…
wait for it…
a 2” hickey in the center of his forehead.
us: *raised eyebrows*me: *knowingly* “Nerf Hoop?”
him: *dumbfounded* “No way!”
us: “BWAHAHAHAHA”
