sigh
back when I was like 15 years old… a bunch of friends and I were chilling at a McDonnalds and hitting a nice, freshly waxed, curb. Well, to make a long story short… my friend was talking to his old lady, he was laying on the ground, on his back and I went to go run up and scare him. In doing so I lost my footing and in an effort to catch myself, I stepped-stomped right on the place where the sun don’t shine
I still feel bad to this day… although, medically he’s fine AFAIK, but I’ll never forget the sound that came out of 'em when they got crushed