Never Stand In Front Of A Bar Door...  

rm_boytoysexcam 55T
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4/7/2006 4:25 pm

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4/19/2006 3:22 pm

Never Stand In Front Of A Bar Door...

I cant tell if my red hair was originally from my Scot side or my Irish side of the family.

I know that my luck is definately from the Irish side. All I have to do is I think of all the times I should have been maimed or even killed..sheesh!

Anyway, standing there all pretty outside of my favorite haunt awaiting my freind to snap off a picture..well, there were two huuuge rough hewn wooden doors with an arched top...I mean they must have weighed 150 pounds each. You can see one of them right behind me..

Well that night, I picked the correct door to stupidly stand in front of..

This is definately the luck of the Irish...

With no notice *at all*, the door flies open like a mature bull had hit it from the other side at a full gallop..I mean I thought the door was going to fly off the hinges. Some dumbass drunk jock was getting jettisoned from the bar ~ probably deserved it ~ but that door, the one to my narrowly missed me. And the God..I am sure it would have hospitalized me.

I would have been quite a disaster in heels, hose and skirt.

Oh, well. Good lesson learned. I kept my health and besides a wonderful adrenaline rush, I got blog entry out of it.

Might as well turn lemons into lemonade.

naughi 43F

4/10/2006 3:40 am

I was once within 3 inch of being crushed against a fence by a car. It was involved in a crash and had bounced across the road to land those 3 inchs infront of me, in the fence. I was slightly shaken, but not stired.

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