Blush Much? Did I Do That?
When I was at camp last year, I was playing Army Dodgeball. While standing in the center of the circle, getting pelted by dodgeballs, I saw one flying at me. As I [skillfully] ducked down, I heard a deafening crack. Eww! Then as I got up, I felt something trickling down my face. Only when my camp counselor screamed, "Oh my good god your nose is BLEEDING!" did I realize that I had broken my nose on my own knee. How embarrassing! Now everyone asks me if I've broken anything by myself lately.
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