Every now and then, I like to check up on our old friend Mike The Miz at his website, uh, MikeTheMiz.com and find out what's new in his kooky world. Well, apparently a lot of things are new. Mike has about ten new posts up since last I checked in , but unfortunately, after reading just one, I was so taken with it that I haven't even touched the others. Here's the synopsis: Mike + trampolines = stitches.

Basically, Mike went to a party held by Adam from RW Paris, got drunk, jumped on a trampoline, opened his head up, went to the hospital, refused to numb his head, and got his forehead stapled up. Thus prompting him to proclaim: "I'm officially an idiot." I would think so, especially after this comment:

As [the doctor's] preparing his equipment I notice him take out a shot to numb my head. I asked if I could go without it... how many times in your life will you ever get the anticipation a sharp object getting shot into your head and actually feel it.

So true, Mike. So true. Read all about it here. Come for the typos ("jacoozi", "trampaline"), stay for the nonsequitors ("Yeah I know don't we have any other friends besides reality people. The Answer....Yes.").