this isnt my favourite memory buts its one that i will never forget, its soooooo mad.
the day was the 8/8/88 and my brother and i were playin golf on the local park, my mate had a temper and threw his 8 iron club at my brother at approximately 8pm, it hit him in the forehead and he had to have 8 stitches for the cut. MAD OR WHAT?
My bro never uses the number 8 for anything ever, when he goes casino playin roulette u can guarantee he wont put any chips on number 8, and it’ll romp in most of the time lol