On presidents day, I ended up going snowboarding with my friend Brent (he has legs). While we were waiting in line for the lift, we ran into Brent's friend, Kevin.
I didn't mean to hurt him. I didn't know it was that bad, but like a year later, I saw him and he said I had broken his nose! In the picture to the right, he looks alright, since it's been a few years. |
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We ended up taking a break from the slopes in Brent's huge van where we ate pretzels. We talked and I took some pictures (obviously).
I'm glad that Kevin isn't mad at me. He never really was anyways (at least that I knew of), so thanks for the adventure, Kevin. Next time I won't do that. |