When I was about four or five years old, I was having a great time throwing an old rusty dart around the yard. It was great fun to launch it high into the air, and watch it fall to the earth, and stick point first into the lawn. One of the throws arched high in the air, and over my neighbor's fence, but instead of hitting the ground, it lodged in my sister's arm.* Blood squirted from the puncture with every pump of her twelve year old heart. Unfortunately, she had to have a tetanus shot as well... adding insult to injury.
Happy Birthday Sis.
* I'm much better at throwing darts now, and even hit the target some of the time.
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