Don't jump to conclusions - I was sober. When I fell. Which makes the story not as cool. 

I've never been a fan of music festivals, probably because I'm from Wisconsin. I'm used to music festivals where everybody gets drunk and belligerent. I was hesitant to try a new one, because I rarely drink. But I went to Bonnaroo in Tennessee with Pat a couple of years to try it out, and I loved it.

This year, we rented an RV. Because I'm a child at heart, I wanted to sleep on the bunk bed above the drivers cab. And because I'm cheap, I didn't want to pay the $50 housekeeping fee. So, while I was on the bunk straightening up, I fell off. All the the floor.

via Cruise America

I could barely walk for the rest of the day. I'm a total clutz. I was so embarrassed, even though Pat was the only one who was there. So, if you're into gross bruise pictures, check it out. PUBLIC SAFETY MESSAGE: don't fall off the top bunk of an RV.