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28. I’m not a person who usually gets sicks. When things happen to me, they happen in a big way. Like cutting my finger off on a fold-out couch bed. How is this even possible, you might ask? Well, if you play like “smash” in which you smash your friend between the folds of the bed, there is chance that while the bed falls back to the floor, you reach underneath to catch it and your finger ends up between the joint and gets sliced right off. It didn’t hurt, but I knew instantly that something was very very wrong.
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