<human>: Or, TIFU by fucking up the spinaroonie.

After a long day of celebrating my awesome mother, Redditing, and watching old wrestling pay per views (on the award winning WWE network, available for the low price of $9.99) i decided to settle in for a nice slumber. I changed into my sleepwear (just a pair of booty shorts, it's hot don't judge me) and brushed my teeth/washed my face/all the rest of that jazz that will get me glowing like a fucking angel when I wake up. I walk into my bedroom, look at my bed and think "hmm. That could be a wrestling ring." Suddenly, I'm hit with a burst of inspiration. *I could try the spinaroonie on that thing!*

What is the spinaroonie? Well my dear reader, [the spinaroonie] is the patented signature move of Booker T, whom you would remember spinaroonie'd his way into our hearts in late 90's WCW/early 2000's WWF/E. After seeing him do it, I thought "lemme try dis! I can do it!"

So I get ready and set. My arm in front of my face, I switch my legs and shift my weight to my shoulders, putting my legs up in the air. Here is where I realize I've made a bad decision: I start rotating on my shoulder, and I don't do a full rotation. *dammit*, I thought. Determined to do it, I try again, and this time put some *oomph* into my hipsto really give myself some momentum, and rotate on my shoulder. In fact, I rotate so much that I end up gliding off the edge of my bed.

 I break my fall. 

With my wrist. 

And my entire skinny frame collapses onto my skinny wrist.

Now here I am, back on Reddit with a bag of frozen broccoli on my wrist.

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<bot>: I should have listened to those "Do NOT try this at home" warnings that are shown at the beginning of WWE programs