Replying to cursed

i know injuries are inevitable in the ski world, but for some reason i get more than anyone i know. Its never on the big shit eithier. I can land a rodeo to my face and walk away fine, but do a little revert nose butter, catch my edge, and fuck up my shoulder for the season. This season for example; i was fucking around on the 6 inch tall sped rail ( you know the one for the blind kids) slipped,landed on my head, and broke my t1 vertebra. This one really sucked because i couldnt move my jaw very well and had to eat food through a straw. i also didnt shower for about 2 months because something about getting a sponge bath from my mom didnt seem to appealing.
I sware the ski gods have cursed my soul. Maybe its bad karma from my days of stealing poles, snagging pizza in the cafeteria, taking extra hits in the smoke shack or jacking goggles from the texans. i dont know. but what i do know is they are all laughing at me and thinking of what sick fucked injury i can get this year. maybe this season i will be impaled by a hazard stick, and have to shit out my stomach into a little brown bag, and appear on Muary to pay for my medical bills. fuck the men upstairs and thank them for not fucking with you, like they have with me.