08-02-2006, 11:59 AM
I was at my school back in...maybe 6th grade when I was running on the field next to this little shack where we kept all the stuff to tend to the field (lawnmowers, rakes, that sort of thing). I ran over to the shack to catch a ball with my head back, and I stepped on a rake. Cartoon-style, it whipped up and smashed me in the face, knocking me out cold for about 20 minutes. When I woke up, a bunch of kids were laughing at me, so I pulled a Ghost Drop-kick