Yes. So I have a fracture in my foot. Now I don't know too much about bones etc but I can tell you this: IT FUCKING HURTS!
So how did I cause myself a mischief like this? Thank you to my drunken, little-big brother (he is younger than me but HUGE compared to me - and I am 92kg!). The fuck-stick picked me up, dropped me on my neck (lucky right?) and than jumped on my foot - all 120kg of muscle mind you!
My girlfriend, who was in the club with us, didn't even want to come to the hospital with me... AND SHE DIDN'T, preferring to stay and get her drink on with her girlfriends.
After getting my ankle strapped (I live in a small country town in NSW Australia - No X-Rays until Sunday!), I went back to the club on crutches and continued to drink... No more dancing for a month or two now!