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Reason #4,327 Why I Will Never Skydive

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It’s never appealed to me, the thought of skydiving. If I want the wind rushing through my hair at high speeds, I’ll stick my head through my sunroof while in the HOV lane of the interstate. If I want to risk my life and come back from the edge more fully alive, I’ll eat some peanut butter.

If my fear of heights, the thought of going “kersplat” on the hard ground, and the fact that I hate flying were not enough to keep me on terra firma, this story would be.

How horrible for the man who died, but OMG, on your first dive, having your instructor die while strapped to your back…well, it just can’t be much worse of a nightmare.


Written by blogicalinks

February 2, 2009 at 10:57 pm

Posted in Whatever

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  1. The soldier had amazing instincts! That’s so scary, I would soil my pants. As Luis likes to say “Why jump out of a perfectly good plane?”


    February 3, 2009 at 10:32 am

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