Let's Play Hallways

So, this past weekend I joined my soon-to-be-roommates: Christian, Rudy, and Allison.

For those of you who don’t know them, Christian is punkrock as shit and dgafs daily. Rudy, is the nicest fucking guy in Flagstaff - he also teaches martial arts and is mega-skilled. 

So: Christian got to teach Rudy a cool game called Monkey, in which Christian usually gets to slap the shit out of someone’s hands. Instead, Rudy got competitive, they played for an hour and a half, only stopping to realize that their swollen hands probably will hurt more after sobering up.

Instead of ‘chilling out’ for the rest of the night, Rudy’s training gear came out. As Christian proceeded to try and gauge the potential of his high kick, he came down on his left Big toe and fractured it. He was then inclined to feel that popping it back would be the best possible thing to do. Popped, not all the way back—taped it up, went to bed.

X-ray photos are on the way. Christian will need to wear a bootie for 6 weeks.