I was at a huge party with my younger brother. I was playing darts with someone, when my brother walked right in front of me when I threw a dart. It hit him in the head and stuck; the point sliding underneath his scalp. He thought it was stuck in his hair and tried to brush it out. It soon dawned on him it was stuck in his flesh. He sat down next to a young lady and said,“Hi my name is Mark. Would you mind pulling this dart out of my head.”
niaje over 9 years ago
we do have a rec room. it’s through that door. its called outside
J Short over 9 years ago
I was at a huge party with my younger brother. I was playing darts with someone, when my brother walked right in front of me when I threw a dart. It hit him in the head and stuck; the point sliding underneath his scalp. He thought it was stuck in his hair and tried to brush it out. It soon dawned on him it was stuck in his flesh. He sat down next to a young lady and said,“Hi my name is Mark. Would you mind pulling this dart out of my head.”
garcoa over 9 years ago
We called it the “wreck” room for good reason.
dflak over 9 years ago
I guess I had a misspent youth. I never did learn how to play darts.
KEA over 9 years ago
ouch.
also, we used to have a dart board in the rec room; when we took it down there was the most intriguing ring of little holes in the wall.
fred skwarkowski over 9 years ago
Put him out on the street. Let him buy his own rec room.