So, true story. I was in having my dislocated shoulder fixed today. Doc had told me it was minor and he could scope it, so I was looking forward to being back in the saddle next week fighting the minions of the Darkness. But I woke up after surgery with a metric assload of stitches closing a wound worthy of Frankenstein's monster. He told me once he got in it was too complicated to scope so he had to open up the joint. Now I'm out for six weeks. Bastard no-scoped me! [spoiler]Edit: I can't believe #satyr is actually already a tag! I did it as a joke. [/spoiler]