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June 6, 2009 at 7:12 pm
There must be an amazing story behind this.
“Go get me another beer right now.”
“No!”
*PEW PEW PEW*
June 6, 2009 at 7:18 pm
When I saw the picture I was all, aw fuck.
Then I read your comment and now I’m crying tears.
Whenever I see PEW PEW PEW, I’m just rolling on the floor.
June 6, 2009 at 7:28 pm
Now you wont have tell him to do anything more then once from now on.
June 6, 2009 at 7:38 pm
LOL, ouch…
June 6, 2009 at 8:04 pm
Does not look like the kid is in much pain.
June 6, 2009 at 8:23 pm
He looks like he’s dead.
June 6, 2009 at 8:47 pm
If he was dead his face would be covered by something.
June 6, 2009 at 9:45 pm
If you had a half inch metal needle in you, you would look dead too.
June 6, 2009 at 9:46 pm
Even if he’s dead, his face is not covered so that we can see the dart and make jokes about it, duh.
June 6, 2009 at 9:54 pm
If this is indeed real, he’s most likely in shock,he seems to be covered with a blanket.
Kid’s lucky it wasn’t 5cm lower, as it is, it’s likely in the sinus cavity.
June 6, 2009 at 10:00 pm
I would also guess that the kid was running with the dart and fell on it; it would take a hell of a throw to embed a dart that deep into the skull.
June 6, 2009 at 10:02 pm
Or, the kid is a zombie, and the dart was manually inserted using a hammer.
June 7, 2009 at 1:35 am
Kids these days are such wimps. If that was a yard dart, he would have something to die about.
June 7, 2009 at 4:44 am
We (my siblings and I) had lawn darts growing up and those click-clacks (I think that’s what they were called). Dam shame you couldn’t get replacements for broken ones.
June 7, 2009 at 1:30 am
i stuck one of those in my brother’s shin once
it looked so cool flying across the room. it was like a magnet was drawing it there. i was only an instrument of fate