Confessions – That Time I Broke My Arm

Riding on top of a car is never a good idea. No, cars are meant to be ridden inside. But sometimes, you don’t have a choice. You’re just sitting on a trunk having a good time, and the next thing you know you’re performing backwards somersaults at alarming speeds. The year was 1995 and IContinue reading “Confessions – That Time I Broke My Arm”