Ok, as many of you know, I have fallen down the stairs. I did it when I was only a baby. The basement door was accidentally left open, so I took my stroller for a ride. it was head, wheels, head, wheels all the way down.
A few years ago, I joined together with some who had been through similiar experiences. These brave people, Celli, Storm, Mango, Koko, and myself, banded together to form the I've Fallen Down the Stairs Club.
What many of you may not know is, it happened to me again recently, and this one, couldn't have happened at a better time. It was the last day of high school. I had just finished my last class, and taken my last exam. I stepped out of the class room, tripped, and slid down the stairs. I barreled into a happy couple who, thankfully, were able to slow my descent.
In honor of this sacred occurence in my life, I am starting a campaign to renew the public's interest in this club! Come, share your stories of fights with gravity upon stairways. Here is another thing many of you probably don't know. Our friend, LouisianaNight has just come out and confessed to me that he has fallen down the stairs before. I applaud your bravery gentle sir! For that, you have garner yourself a seat in the I've Fallen Down the Stairs Club.
