BUMP, BUMP, BUM BUMP IT UP!

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It's no secret that while in high school, students tend to do a lot of stupid sh@t, sometimes just for the sake of doing stupid sh%t. And today, I share one of those instances.

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YEAR: A few years back.

TIME: After lunchtime.

LOCATION: Who gives a sh#t? Washrooms.

So at the time, there was this game, that had become more like an obssession. A high pursued by all teens, and an abomination condemned by teachers, or anyone sane to be honest. It didn't have a specific name so, let's just call it, "the game." Cool? Cool!

The objective was fairly simple and straightforward. Make each other faint!! Yes, you read that right, the whole school had developed a fainting fetish!! Some claimed it was so they could get out of classes, and others that they just loved the short, yet euphoric daze. But, technicalities. Anywho,

The gameplay.

• Slighly slouch over, then heavily breath in and out 30 times, and right after that, stand upright against the wall while holding your breath.

• Your friends then squeeze your chest against the wall, and that's when you briefly lose consciousness. While they now hold you.

• That's it!

So yeah. One day, my friend, my brother and I decide to play the game, and you guessed it, I was the guinea pig. Of course I'd do it, not like I was scared or anything.


So I finish my "countdown", get my chest felt up and finally, [insert hello darkness gif.] But then, the next thing I know, I'm on the ground, confused af, with my "support" in front of me.


They then immediately rushed to help me up burst out laughing, pointing at how shocked I was, and especially, at how I'd just fallen like a pumped dump.


I was furious!! And the angrier I got, the more uncontrollably they laughed. And owh, don't get me started on the bullish headache, or how my head was so knocked up, it was obvious a bump was on it's way.

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And oh, it gets worse! Lunchtime was ending so now, bells were ringing everywhere! In and outside my f√ckin head!!


Meanwhile they're still laughing, saying they thought I was only pretending to be unconscious, so they let me go! * . * Man I was so in pain, I just temporarily let that sh!t go, and just went to class. And sure enough, by the time I got to class a new entity had found refuge on my humbled skull. Great!


It was bad! So bad I thought my head would forever stay like that, so bad the nicest teacher in school, rightly called Mme Généreuse(Generous), died loling when she saw me, and so bad, that my mom still insists it's the reason I hate getting hair cuts. We agree to disagree!


But we're grown now and life goes on. Besides, it's not like no good came out of the incident. My friend still occasionally brings it up, feels bad, and insists on buying me food and drinks to make up for it. Though I sometimes suspect it might just be an ruse to get me to drink. Not sure. Will ask him, maybe.


My brother too feels bad, NAAAH!!
Matter of fact, he never misses an opportunity to bring up the story, and he always makes sure to emphasize on how much agony I was in. Smh Oh well, we've all had our turns.

_[End!]

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Alright that's it for this post, hope you enjoyed it but, don't be dumb enough to try out that game. Also, I nominate @ackza and @bmotives to join the fun, in the comedyopenmic contest.

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PEACE!!

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