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In 7th grade, during vball practice I collided with another player, took a hard elbow to the ribs, then fell flat on my ass bruising my tailbone (maybe more, but I doubt it). For a couple weeks it hurt to breath, laugh, sit, walk, cough, etc.

When I was 4 (parents love telling me this story), I took a pair of plastic kiddie bonoculars and looked thru the wrong end. I apparently ran full speed into our front door. Learned a lesson that day, "when looking thru the wrong end of bonoculars whilst running, things REALLY are closer than they appear".

Another story about the beloved colon.

My friend went 3 wheeling a long time ago. The driver lost control of the RV, crashed and somehow she had a tree branch go up her butt. After multiple surgeries, she's fine and loves talking about her bowel movements.