This is what happens when you....

Get on the back of a motorcycle with the MAN  you don't know..
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What started out as a harmless ride..turned into a Bear Lake Singles Ward Activity nightmare.

Here's how it went.  There were guys there that had motorcycles.  Me being me, wanted to ride on one.  So, I did.  Jordan, that's his name, graciously accepted my request and off we went! Oh the joy of riding.  It made me tear up...because we were going so fast.  Right as I was getting off I....touch the exhaust.  Ouch!  Nope, didn't see that coming.

Now, I'm on the road to healing.  I took a trip to the doctor so I could prevent infection.  They stripped away my dead skin with scissors and tweezers. 
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oOw..
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They also gave me a tetanus shot, just in case it was a rusty little bugger. Everyday I get to apply bacitracin (instead of neosporin),
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..and examine the wounded area to find any unwanted hairs (they tend to increase the risk of infection) {Ya, oh hana it hurts mucho..}

...and wrap that sucka up.
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Last of all, to minimize the scarring, I must keep it out of the sun for a YEAR.

LESSON LEARNED?

Don't get a motorcycle with a guy you don't know and don't touch the exhaust.

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