Oh yeah, so Jeremiah dislocated his shoulder about 25 hours ago. That's fun. He was doing a fufanoo (sp?) and compressed too hard when his bike landed. He's proud of the fact that despite having a dislocated shoulder, he rode out of it without crashing or even dabbing. Nicely done. He's also proud of the fact that he put it back into socket on his own by scrunching it into a brick wall. All I have to say about that is "OUCH! DAMN!"
But his dumb ass didn't go to the ER or anything, he just went home to bed, and I had to make him go in this morning. It's ok, I got fantastic peach cobbler out of the deal from his mom.
I have to come up with something wittier than "Lefty Junior".