We played basketball last night for a little over an hour. About 6 points into the first game, Paul kind of sort of caught a pass the wrong way. It dislocated his pinky finger. Somehow, he didn't even scream or make a big deal about it. He just had his brother take him to the hospital. Fortunately, he was kind enough to send us a picture message of what it looked like at the emergency room, which I will share now.....
See? I told you. Not good times. Sorry Paul, at least I didn't throw that pass!
2 comments:
Oh my God. I just puked. By the way can we now move past me getting hurt at football and focus on making fun of Paul for this? Thanks.
That made me vurp just a little. Gross.
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