Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Blame The Bull


On Saturday, October 4, a group of folks from work gathered at the Saddle Ranch Chop House at Universal Studios. We gathered to have a drink or two prior to going into the Halloween Haunt in the park. Big fun!!! Soooooooooooo, the waitress comes around offering a special on a tee shirt: buy the shirt for cheap and get a free shot as well as a free ride on the mechanical bull. One of my staff thought it would be fun to get ME on the bull. Suuuuuuuuuuure I said. I'm game. Never done this before, but why not! So, a few shots later I get on the bull. Yep, it was quite a site. Most ridiculous thing I've done. It went nose down first...very slooooooowly, then up...very sloooooooooowly, down again and up again (and in my mind I'm thinkin...whew..I can handle this) and wham...it jolts to the left and I casually slid right off. lol...no big deal. Funny, funny. We move on, go into the park and walk around for the next couple o' hours. Good Times

Next day, I wake up and my ankles are swollen beyond belief. Well, this swelling never went down. Ended up with so much fluid on my feet and ankles I had to go to doc. Long story short...me hurt myself and I'm still fighting the swelling some two and a half weeks later.

Moral of the story....I blame the bull for the Fred Flintstone fluid filled feet.

Sad face

1 comment:

Anna said...

moral of the story...an okie does a shot. then thinks get on a mechanical bull. good times. a texan does ten shots. numbs themselves stupid. talks a lot of bullshit. pays someone else to get on the bull.