I bet all you skateboard kids are getting all pumped. You can just hear the curb being grinded down by shards of metal from skateboard trucks. You are even envisioning yourself pulling a nollie switchfoot to 50/50 on the bumper of an old crusty car. Yeah, I hear ya. But, you know what I see? It's an accident waiting to...that already happen. It wasn't even eight years ago that a scene very similar to this got ugly real fast. I believe K said, "show me how to do some tricks." We were young and both still on our parents' insurance so I thought, why not. An unassisted ollie(not my choice, you see K-Mizzle is a little bit on the independent side) led to a slip, fall, bad-a-bing bad-a-boom, and we've got ourselves a busted forehead(that sounded like a ham hitting the pavement) and a broken elbow. Thank you surgical staff of the Fort Knoxville Baptist Memorial Hospital for your fine stitch work. And to you, Mrs. Unnamed Nurse, who came to assist an older gentleman in a wheelchair on oxygen I believe, but somehow thought it a better idea to attend to a young girl with blood all over her and her young boyfriend with a bloody hand(from holding the shirt to her forehead --- but the mixing of the races did make this look like a "let me do all the talking" situation). Oh, and who could forget Knoxville's finest --- shot out to Rudy Bradley for telling me to be quiet and let the bloody girl with the broken elbow on the verge of passing out, do the talking. Advice to the wise and those who don't believe in free health care that I am paying for....wear knee pads and a helmet. OUT.
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