When I was 12, my cousins and I were all at my grandparents house on the 4th playing with firecrackers. For some reason, one of my grandfather's asswipe neighbors invited himself to the party. My brother and I ended up getting paired up with the asswipe neighbor's idiot daughter. For some reason.

Anyway, we were on a fairly empty part of my grandfather's property shooting off bottle rockets. My brother put the thing into a bottle, lit the fuse and backed off a few steps.

Next thing I knew, all hell broke loose.

A sudden gust of wind kicked up and knocked the bottle over. My brother and I traded horrified looks and ran for cover. Sure nuff, the bottle rocket went airborne.

The rocket went zooming all over the gd place. We shouted at the idiot daughter to hide under something. But she just stood there like an idiot.

Wouldn't you know, the bottle rocket ricocheted off a tree and nailed her right between the eyes.

At one point, her feet were horizontally level with her head and she went flying backwards through the air. She landed flat on her back and I'm still not sure that she was even conscious.

Anyway, I saw a grape sized knot on her forehead, directly above her eyes. I looked over and shouted at my brother that I thought she looked mostly okay but go run and find a grownup anyway.

When I looked back at the idiot daughter, the knot had already grown to the size of an apple or something. So, I looked back at my brother, who was already making a run for it, and told him to move his ass and hurry up.

Anyway, she ended up being okay. I guess. But she and her asswipe parents left in a huff. Pissed at me and my brother. Because apparently, it's our fault she got waylaid by a bottle rocket because she was too much of an idiot to hide behind something.

Somehow, me and my brother were the assholes here.