Way back in high school, I used to be pretty heavily involved with the Drama Club.  I wasn't a good actor so I spent the majority of my time building stuff and carrying heavy things (the club advisor seemed to equate height with strength).  Anyway, one day my friend Chuck (I could write a novel about this guy) pulled up his staple gun about 3 feet from me and fired it at my fucking face.

Imagine my surprise when I found myself uninjured and with an industrial staple in my mouth.  Well, there was only one thing to do:  I spit that fucker back at him and dramatically wiped my mouth like I'd just eaten a delicious chicken dinner. 

Booya, motherfucker. 

I don't tell you this story to make you think I'm tough but as evidence that I am, in fact, not tough at all.

You see, I've never had a 2" nail driven into my skull but I have a strange suspicion I'd notice it:

George Chandler says he didn't know a 2 1/2-inch nail was driven into his skull until his buddy spotted it stuck through his cap.

Chandler said he felt only a sting.

"It never did really what you call hurt," the Shawnee man said Wednesday on NBC's "Today."

Chandler said his friend Phil Kern was using a nail gun to mount lattice on Chandler's deck when a hose on the powerful tool became caught.

Chandler said he stood up just as Kern tried to free the gun and it discharged. At first, they couldn't locate the nail. But then Kern saw it, he ordered Chandler to sit down while he called 911.

No word yet on whether or not he can bend a golf club with his bare hands.

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