He picked up a big stick in his mouth, spun around, and whacked my hand hard enough to leave a small bruise. I thought it was funny, but not so funny that it would make sense to share the story anywhere but here.
He picked up a big stick in his mouth, spun around, and whacked my hand hard enough to leave a small bruise. I thought it was funny, but not so funny that it would make sense to share the story anywhere but here.
I don’t think it works out that way. Hitting someone else with a club is a lot less painful than being the one hit by a club.