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So, I said it to someone earlier, but would the male equivalent of Titty Tuesdays be Wangs Out Wednesdays? 🤔
 
Ok I want your best … “hold my beer” stories … what did you do that almost got you killed?
Umm, when Torrie Wilson who was dating A-Rod at the time sitting directly behind me at a double a baseball game he was rehabbing at. Clearly, I couldn't all of a sudden boo.

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Before someone asks or says prove it or it never happened.
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Ok I want your best … “hold my beer” stories … what did you do that almost got you killed?
I don't think this counts as a "hold my beer" cause I was a kid when it happened, but it definitely was a "I know better than you mom" story.

So 5th grade, we're have our annual Fall Harvest Recital. I had terrible stage fright so I chose to be corn. Yes, just an ear of corn. I made my own corn costume. I was very proud, but I didn't make arm holes because my reasoning was "corn doesn't have arms". Recital went off without a hitch, I nailed my line "The corn yields are plentiful!!!" and afterwards we had a "feast" in the cafeteria that had those long, rectangular benches for seats. Anyways, we were playing Zombie Veggies and I was chasing my friends around the lunch room tables but my shoes were untied and my mom said "stop running and tie your shoes" I said "braaaaaainnnnnnnzzzzz" and because I didn't have arm holes and couldn't bend over dressed up as corn I went back to chasing people. Well I tripped, landed head first on the edge of one of those rectangular seats and split my face open about 3" from under my eyebrow to just in front of my temple. I blacked out immediately, woke up under a blue tarp and was sure I was dead. Then I felt a prick on my face, yelled "ow!" and heard "op! she's awake" I woke up in the middle of stitches

and that is how I got my badass scar under my left eyebrow 🤣 so yeah...hold my juicebox
 
I don't think this counts as a "hold my beer" cause I was a kid when it happened, but it definitely was a "I know better than you mom" story.

So 5th grade, we're have our annual Fall Harvest Recital. I had terrible stage fright so I chose to be corn. Yes, just an ear of corn. I made my own corn costume. I was very proud, but I didn't make arm holes because my reasoning was "corn doesn't have arms". Recital went off without a hitch, I nailed my line "The corn yields are plentiful!!!" and afterwards we had a "feast" in the cafeteria that had those long, rectangular benches for seats. Anyways, we were playing Zombie Veggies and I was chasing my friends around the lunch room tables but my shoes were untied and my mom said "stop running and tie your shoes" I said "braaaaaainnnnnnnzzzzz" and because I didn't have arm holes and couldn't bend over dressed up as corn I went back to chasing people. Well I tripped, landed head first on the edge of one of those rectangular seats and split my face open about 3" from under my eyebrow to just in front of my temple. I blacked out immediately, woke up under a blue tarp and was sure I was dead. Then I felt a prick on my face, yelled "ow!" and heard "op! she's awake" I woke up in the middle of stitches

and that is how I got my badass scar under my left eyebrow 🤣 so yeah...hold my juicebox
You’re awesome 😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣
 
I don't think this counts as a "hold my beer" cause I was a kid when it happened, but it definitely was a "I know better than you mom" story.

So 5th grade, we're have our annual Fall Harvest Recital. I had terrible stage fright so I chose to be corn. Yes, just an ear of corn. I made my own corn costume. I was very proud, but I didn't make arm holes because my reasoning was "corn doesn't have arms". Recital went off without a hitch, I nailed my line "The corn yields are plentiful!!!" and afterwards we had a "feast" in the cafeteria that had those long, rectangular benches for seats. Anyways, we were playing Zombie Veggies and I was chasing my friends around the lunch room tables but my shoes were untied and my mom said "stop running and tie your shoes" I said "braaaaaainnnnnnnzzzzz" and because I didn't have arm holes and couldn't bend over dressed up as corn I went back to chasing people. Well I tripped, landed head first on the edge of one of those rectangular seats and split my face open about 3" from under my eyebrow to just in front of my temple. I blacked out immediately, woke up under a blue tarp and was sure I was dead. Then I felt a prick on my face, yelled "ow!" and heard "op! she's awake" I woke up in the middle of stitches

and that is how I got my badass scar under my left eyebrow 🤣 so yeah...hold my juicebox
That entire story is awesome, but I can’t lie. It’s the Zombie Veggies that was the highlight for me :D
 
Ok I want your best … “hold my beer” stories … what did you do that almost got you killed?

Not necessarily a hold my beer moment, but clipped a deer on the interstate doing about 80, overcorrected on a wet road and was suddenly sliding sideways at probably 60 or 70. Ended up rolling it over into the ditch, luckily ended up on its side so I was able to flag someone down to help me get ahold of the sheriff's dept. But seeiing grass approaching fast from the left definitely induces the butt pucker repsonse.
 
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