A Brief Adieu, Gentlemen

[Archangel]

My right hand is being held together via stitches, and I have to type with only my left. Which sucks. So I'm not gonna.

As typing is the required communication medium required here, this leads me to one of one options. So, yeah... See y'all in a week when I can type again.

[Betty]

can you at least type out a short story of what happened with one finger on your left hand?

[happysister]

awwww, sorry to hear you're in stitches. :/ hope your hand gets better soon.

[MyNameDidntFit]

Short story: he got in a fight with a tree. He tried to bottle the tree. He failed.

[Betty]

ahhh. sounds legit.
my friend got in a fight with a vacuum once. He won so he moved onto the house...he didn't win that...

[dimples]

Get well soon! :)

[Archangel]

Short story: he got in a fight with a tree. He tried to bottle the tree. He failed.

Turns out it was a rock, actually. And it was more like a fight with the bottle. That I won. Except I didn't get any beer.

[Jason]

Ah, tough way to find out that bottling doesn't work the way it does in movies. Still, at least it'll be a funny story to tell the grandkids. Get well soon, you plant-hating numbnuts. :p

[Kozahk]

He was reenacting minecraft :P When all you have is a fist and a tree...

[CemeteryGates]

Ah, that sucks. Hope you get well soon, mate.