When you're as tall as God Himself, accidents happen.

I was over at Simon's once, on one of my infamous roadtrips. Faust was there.
This wasn't at all strange, since it's hard to separate the two of them in my head, even though Faust is way the hell out on the west coast now.
And what with Simon and Faust being who they are, and the fact that there were swords present, they started playing around with them.
The swords, I mean.
Simon was holding his sword in his fist, the point towards the floor.
Faust was holding his sword in a more conventional manner, the point facing towards Simon.
Right above Simon's head was the light fixture of his kitchen. It consisted of three glass globes, each one with a bulb in the middle.
Things happened pretty quickly, as they always seem to do around those two. Faust lunged, his sword heading straight for Simon's head.
Simon swung his sword up in a circle by rotating his wrist in an attempt to block.
Unfortunately, Simon is as tall as God Himself. I could have gotten away with that maneuver, I'm only 5'8".
Simon couldn't, though. He swung his sword up, blocked Faust's thrust, and the follow through carried his blade right into the glass globe above his head.
It made an impressive CRASH as glass shattered and cascaded down around him.
We were all in awe. It was a really impressive scene.
But Simon's girlfriend was rather unhappy about it.


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