Posted: Sun Feb 25, 2007 7:54 pmOk, so today, we were playing with the frisbee. Ok, we were bored. So anyway, I threw it to my brother, and it went too high and ended up on the roof of the shed. Well, that was alright, cause since im fairly light, my brother just gave me a lift, and I was able to get onto the sheds roof. Thats where the trouble began... 
You see, we have two clear plastic irons on the roof of the shed, to help let light into the shed. From the top, these irons look the same as every other one (A funny brownish grey). Now, these plastic irons are designed to be the stregth of a regular steel one, so I wasnt worried about it. However- since the shed is old, they had gone brittle in the sun, and when I stood on it, my foot, and half of me, went straight into the shed!
WOW! That was a close one! I said. So, I threw the frisbee down (without falling through the roof again), and walked to the edge of the roof to get down. I thought the muck-up for the day was done. Little did I know that there was a nail sticking out right where i can about to jump. So, I jumped off, and the leg of my pants got caught on this nail. I jumped. The nail caught. I kept going. I heard an awful ripping sound, and before I knew it I was on the ground, with my head coming down first. I got up, and walked away perfectly fine. Little realising two things:
1. My head had only missed smashing the concrete by 10 cm
2. My pants had a horrible rip in them about half a meter long. They were a write off.
I was shaken, but as we speak, I only have a slightly sore lower leg which broke my fall
You see, we have two clear plastic irons on the roof of the shed, to help let light into the shed. From the top, these irons look the same as every other one (A funny brownish grey). Now, these plastic irons are designed to be the stregth of a regular steel one, so I wasnt worried about it. However- since the shed is old, they had gone brittle in the sun, and when I stood on it, my foot, and half of me, went straight into the shed!
WOW! That was a close one! I said. So, I threw the frisbee down (without falling through the roof again), and walked to the edge of the roof to get down. I thought the muck-up for the day was done. Little did I know that there was a nail sticking out right where i can about to jump. So, I jumped off, and the leg of my pants got caught on this nail. I jumped. The nail caught. I kept going. I heard an awful ripping sound, and before I knew it I was on the ground, with my head coming down first. I got up, and walked away perfectly fine. Little realising two things:
1. My head had only missed smashing the concrete by 10 cm
2. My pants had a horrible rip in them about half a meter long. They were a write off.
I was shaken, but as we speak, I only have a slightly sore lower leg which broke my fall
