These photos are from after the incident and at the hospital where Phil and I were scorned and made to feel at fault for this accident by one fat photographer and his leaner older counterpart in flip-flops.
Heroin straight to the eyeball, that's how the nurses like to do it in the Christian hospitals.
Dead or Alive!
More stitches.
Chillin.
It started raining.
Typical Sean.
"Listen here kiddo eat your Wheaties and buy some flip flops, they'll keep your feet cool and prevent athlete's foot."
Frosted.
It's not as bad as it looks, but everyone at the hospital felt otherwise.
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