Sunday morning I woke up with a feeling of impending doom upon myself... At first I just figured out it was part of my hangover, but later realized it was not.
As soon as i woke up, my elbow decided not to come in to work that day, figure he just said "F*ck it... i aint doing my sh*t today", so i decided to do something different; and since i was in a friends ranch, I had other options.
So, i decided to take a ride on the ATV, little did i know the damn thing had decided it would not have my @ss on it, so it thought it would rather roll over... with me on top, kindly serving me a hefty portion of dirt for breakfast, must have known i'm on a diet; really thoughtful on his behalf.
Still after the little incident, that bad feeling was still in me, so i told myself "let's go for a horse ride, what could go wrong with that?!?!" and almost inmediatly the horse riding in front of mine took care of answering that question, by giving my horse a swift kick in the face, which aparently my horse did not like at all and tried to throw my @ss off of him rodeo style.
Luckily i held on and did not fall, which my horse probably felt it was a lack of effort on his behalf to get me hurt, so, as soon as i got off him, he decided to make up for it by giving me a hell of a bite on the arm.
After all this, i still had that feeling you get when an asteroid is about to hit you in the balls... so thought i would sit my @ss down and get myself a slingshot and have a nice sunday morning. My first shot was ok, a bit off target but not really something to worry about, but then on the second shot, my elbow suddenly remembered he was off duty that morning and decided to f*ck off, and my slingshot recieved a full butterfly 3/8 steel ammo hit right in the face, and that is when it finally came to me "Ah!! said I, the Fuckening has at last arrived...!".
So long story not that short, here is the result of a sunday morning bad feeling... F*cked up my favorite sling...
frickin fork hit knocked both scales of the frame