With a Skittle...
On presidents day, I ended up going snowboarding with my friend Brent (he has legs). While we were waiting in line for the lift, we ran into Brent's friend, Kevin.

A few years ago, I went to a dance at the neighborhood community center. I was hanging with Brent and Kevin started hucking skittles at me. After a while it was getting annoying and one time he hit me on the head. It didn't hurt, but it was just annoying! so I picked one of the skittles up, ran up, and launched it at Kevin as hard as I could and it knocked right below the bridge of his nose and on the right side. It had broken his nose. We didn't know it at the time.

I didn't mean to hurt him. I didn't know it was that bad, but like a year later, I saw him and he said I had broken his nose! In the picture to the right, he looks alright, since it's been a few years.

Kevin We ended up taking a break from the slopes in Brent's huge van where we ate pretzels. We talked and I took some pictures (obviously).

I'm glad that Kevin isn't mad at me. He never really was anyways (at least that I knew of), so thanks for the adventure, Kevin. Next time I won't do that.

Brent sitting in the van
Brent sitting in the van