Being a Man

So there was a winter junk-storm on Wednesday, and ice showed up. So basically everyday afterwards on Thursday and Friday I made fake slips by crouching behind objects, or just going "Whoa--!" and making believe I slipped. I kept doing this in front of my friend for as many times as possible, and I joked that there would come a time I really would slip for real and they wouldn't notice. Well, I did, and they reacted that way. So now I am recovering from hitting my head with a sore neck and overall feeling stupid for slipping. It wasn't a very manly thing to do, but no, I guess by not saying anything about hurting myself until eventually I had to, it makes me manly. Whatever the case. I guess guys are stupid is what I am saying. We don't say when we get lost, and we don't admit to getting hurt, and if we do, we just laugh it off so we can go sit and brood in a corner as we rub our heads and mutter "Idiot" to ourselves.