Next time you lose your car keys or exit an elevator on the wrong floor, console yourself---you're not dumb. This is dumb.
Score for the bulls this year: 2 gorings, 7 crushes. And one photographer scored the picture of a lifetime.
I used to think the people of Pamplona were an isolated group of crazies before I met a guy from Spain in one of my classes. He lived in a small town (I don't remember the name) where they had the same ritual of trying to get themselves trampled or stuck while running the local streets. To prove it, he had a scar on his upper arm from a goring. He was incredibly modest about his idiocy, saying that their bulls were just "little ones". From the look of his scar they were damned well big enough to skewer his bicep.
