It's like they read my mind and came up with the perfect story

defenestrate This is so good.

Combining the numerical index post from yesterday, and today's focus on falling, I am pleased to present this story of man-love and awkwardness from Nashville.

Say you're a high school football coach in town for a few days. To pass the time, you:

  1. Get drunk. Like really drunk.
  2. Take off your shirt and pants.
  3. "Wrestle" with another coach.
  4. Manage to crash through a window.
  5. Fall four storeys.
  6. Do all of this things at a place called the "Gaylord Opryland Hotel".

I credit this story to my completion of an Internet meme yesterday. I asked the Web Gods to shower me with riches, and lo, they have provided.