Sometimes you do things to yourself that you'd rather not admit. Like the time I tripped on the curb getting out of the car. The pain was excruciating, but, I did it in front of a couple cute girls so I did my best to act cool till they left. Well I just did it again. The other morning I either bruised of cracked a rib. How? Don't ask, I ain't telling the true story, it's too goofy and "un-manly". I'm gonna go with being tackled by Brian Arakpo for wearing a Ravens jersey. Not much sympathy from my wife either, she knows what really happened. . .and has more ammunition to remind me not to leave my clothes in a pile on my side of the bed! I told you not to ask!