Oh my god, this one hits hard. The smell of bacon being fried in a skillet STILL gives me memories of when dad would fix some because he was up super early and needed something to do.

Ayyy, sleep deprivation buddy! I’ve been up since 5 AM and feel like absolute death. :)

Thankfully breaking a bone. The only time I broke one was back in the summer of 1999 on the way out to the car with my family, I think we were headed into town for something when I slipped on our porch and fell weird. As my parents supported me down to the car, out of instinct I put weight on my broken leg.

I can still remember the loss of absolutely everything else, my mind was just flooded with that agony.

Not at all the video you’re referring to (probably), but my first thought was this wonderful gem.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IJDbwUka0JM&pp=ygUMcXhpciBjaGljYWdv