No idea of what we beaned ourself on (no blood anywhere but our face) but judging from the straight, even cut, we'll guess the raised lid of the toilet. What if we'd fallen face-down into the toilet, & drowned? That would've been really funny.
Ouch.
Friday, January 15, 2010
Funny Or Die
It's funny because we DIDN'T die.
And now, the rest of the story: Working on our second cup of coffee, we somehow managed to get a serious gulp down the air-pipe, resulting in a sudden loss of ability to breathe. Staggering to our feet, we headed to the bathroom, hoping to spew out the offending liquid. Next thing we know, we're on the floor, coming to, & hearing some idjit on the tee vee. So we gather our thoughts, & wonder for a moment why we're listening to the telebision while lying on the floor. Then we remember, & wonder why our face is wet.
No idea of what we beaned ourself on (no blood anywhere but our face) but judging from the straight, even cut, we'll guess the raised lid of the toilet. What if we'd fallen face-down into the toilet, & drowned? That would've been really funny.
Ouch.
No idea of what we beaned ourself on (no blood anywhere but our face) but judging from the straight, even cut, we'll guess the raised lid of the toilet. What if we'd fallen face-down into the toilet, & drowned? That would've been really funny.
Ouch.
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4 comments:
Glad your not dead. Not buying the "coffee" story, though. If it'd been a pretzel, well, sure, that's plausible enough.
Swollen Head Ed. Explains:
Sounds stupid, doesn't it? Should've just spit up up all over the devil-box instead of trying to make the bathroom.
Have taken big swigs down the air-pipe before, but never pulled a Bush in the process.
Ow, Bouff, watch that coffee intake!
P.
Youch. Hope it healed well and quickly.
I look like I've gone a couple rounds with a dancing badger.
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