Remember That One Time We Went Jet Skiing and Matthew Died?

It is about 5:30 pm and we are all piling into my Toyota Rav 4. We are heading over to our good friend Josh's house. We are going jet skiing. 

Long story short: two hours and 165 donuts later finds Matt with a bloody head and plans for a good old fashioned Muson Hospital run... 

Another one of our friends Ben Pina had shown up and decided to come with Matt and I on our way to the ER. When we got there, it was first things first: 1) sign in 2) officially make everyone in the waiting area uneasier than they already were. Not going to lie. We were obnoxious, but all in the name of keeping Matthew from tears.

As the wait grew from one hour to another Ben and I threatened to begin breaking limbs to see if maybe that would get Matt in faster. 

Finally, at 10:00 Matthew emerged with 8 stitches above his right eyebrow. I am happy to announce that he took it like a man, and is in great health. 

We like Matt. And his face. So that is good.

Jacob