He was whipped away from our flailing hands and taken to a table in the corner of the room, where three nurses, like the witches of Macbeth huddled over him performing arcane rituals of a modern malady.
I was too tall too soon, I went through puberty a year or two ahead of everyone else and I stood out like a penis at a vagina party. I woke at the ripe old age of twelve with a caterpillar permanently entrenched upon my lip and a baritone Barry White would have been proud of.
We all have a little bit of Chuck Norris in us, the grizzled determination of a minuscule, bearded chap who refuses to die, and even though we sometimes reach our emotional, limits, we continue.
Brad Pitt makes me feel like shit. Despite the fact he looks like a Geography teacher now. A very handsome Geography teacher, I grant you, but a Geography teacher none the less.