1. When I was little, around two or so, we (my family) used to have dinner at my grandparent's house. One time when we were having dinner I apparently dropped my fork, and right after dropping it I yelled "God dammit!". My older sister also apparently was in a situation like that but instead of yelling that she said "Fuck!"
2. I wrote my first story when I was around ten. It was a vampire-romance that started out with two lesbians (one human, one vampire) who were on the run but after some re-arranging I ended up giving them each a respective boyfriend (one werewolf, one vampire). I wrote 193 pages before losing it to a computer crash.
3. Since I first started collecting, I've gathered $620 worth of manga and have 66 books of various series (all of this not including merc and video). It's completely ironic because I actually have a deep-seeded hate of most manga and can barely stand to look at it anymore, much less get through an issue in one sitting. (I literally just spent 30mins going through my stuff and adding everything up for this, lol)
4. I used to have a pair of friends who were brothers, and occasionally we would wrestle. I've always liked messing around, and even though it was obvious I could handle them we still went at it a lot. One time when they both came at me the same time, I accidentally tossed one over my shoulder and he hurt his. Now, of course his brother was laughing like no tomorrow, and the one I threw down had a lot of "man grit", if you know what I mean, and went after his brother. To say the least, it when down a bit quirkily.
While the laughing one ran away, his brother chased after him, pulled down his pants and then they fought each other in their boxers. In a public park.
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