My parents got in a big fight over my name the day I was born and I got stuck with only a middle initial.
I have a supernumerary nipple.
I was the 2nd shortest kid in my high school class freshman year and the 3rd tallest senior year.
I’ve been stabbed in the eye, impaled on a fence, strangled by a rope, fallen out a third-story window, been hit by three cars, been in 9 major car accidents, jumped out of 22 airplanes and still have to wake up every damn morning.
one leg is longer than the other and the other side’s arm is longer than the other.
I can sleep through anything including a swat team with two dogs and a helicopter raiding the floor below mine, 120mm mortar fire, a ferrari doing donuts in my yard for 5 minutes 6 feet from my face, a dude freaking out on mescaline and needing to be tied down by 7 people with belts on the floor next to me.