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After hearing all these stories about casts and the like, I feel gypped that I never got one. (or perhaps lucky that I never injured myself seriously enough to get one)
The only bone I ever broke was in 4th grade, when I broke my pinky finger. But, the way I broke it was kinda cool...if you consider that I had it smashed by a kid who whipped a bowling ball right at my hand.
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"I shall call him Squishy, and he shall be mine, and he shall be my Squishy!"
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