When you have to take a wilderness poop, double check your surroundings before dropping pants and spreading cheeks. Yesterday I was seen running from a big ass Harry Potter spider with my pants at my ankles, rapist-style. Scary business.
"During his 18-day long journey, his injuries deteriorated so badly that both of his legs had to be amputated below the knee. Desperate to return to his fighter pilot career, he subjected himself to nearly a year of exercise to master the control of his prosthetic devices, and succeeded at that, returning to flying in June 1943.
During a dog fight in August 1943, he shot down three German FW-190 fighters."
Spending time on some baseball forums? Are there some fairly intelligent or passionate people on that area? or are they like the rest of the internet, ignorant and insecure?