When I was about eight, there was a fair. It had one of those rock wall things. So I was like "YEY! I love rock climbin!" As before this, I had loved rock climbing. But no one told me the rock wall was broken. So we paid and I got all harnessed up and I started climbing, and about halfway up, the rock I was standing on broke off and the harness let me fall a bit before catching me and shakily lowering me to the ground. Now I dislike rock walls. Let alone the actual act of rock climbing.

by Anonymous 12 years ago

How did you just get all of your posts homepaged?

by Anonymous 12 years ago