So I broke Chad's toe playing the Wii last week. It was an over-enthusiastic tennis-playing incident, totally an accident, totally not my fault. Chad should have been moving his whole body like I was, not just flipping his wrist like the game requires. Besides, the toe might not be broken, but you wouldn't know that by the bitching.
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Well, thank god you didn't have to put him down!
I threw a Wii-mote into a couch once, but I've managed not to sustain any injuries. Of course, I don't actually own one. The closest bar to my house, does, however, and allows its patrons to rent time on the machine. This seems to me like a wonderful recipe for disaster.
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