There are certain times in life when things sort of go in slow motion and you wonder to yourself “what am I doing here?”
I had one of these moments this past Saturday evening just before I became a member of the Stuntman Crew. After snorting a healthy amount of salt up my nose, shooting some tequila and squirting lime juice in my eye I realized that stupidity truly knows no bounds.
I once rode a child’s Razor Scooter off the roof of my house into a 4 and a half foot deep pool, it was dark on the roof and I didn’t see the lip on the edge. I went head first into that pool. I climbed back on the roof to do it again because I didn’t get my trick right. Not quite as stupid as doing a stuntman.
I once got really drunk at a WWF wrestling event and rushed the ring. I tripped while hurdling the barricade and landed face first on the floor, when I put my hand on the ring to get up a wrestler by the name of the Undertaker put his foot on my shoulder right at the joint and dropped all his weight down dislocating said shoulder. It still hurts to this day. Not quite as stupid as doing a Stuntman. (But damn close.)
I once (while drunk) told a girl I was dating that I would definitely fuck her sister if given the opportunity. Pretty much a tie with doing a Stuntman.
I figured the older I got the less stupid things I would do. What I’ve realized is, I am a man which means I will ALWAYS find something stupid to do. If I cannot find something stupid to do I can always count on my friends to find something stupid to do. At least life isn’t boring.