8 thoughts on “113881144123230294

  1. I never did either.

    I did break my hand while taking down decorations in the cafeteria of Farragut High School. They were up high, out of reach. I had to jump up to grab the bottom of the papers and yank them down. There was a metal edged cork border running around up there. My hand went flat against the wall on one jump, and my fingers locked against the bottom of the border (breaking the middle bone in my hand).

    I guess that better guy locks keys in running cars.

  2. I’m the brother who interviewed someone who later confessed to a murder, then recanted, then, years later, tried to kill again.

    Remember that one?

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