To: g'nad
... some fatty tissue hangin' out the split, nuthin' too bad...Oh, lovely. Right while I'm eating lunch, too!
That's about what happened when I slammed my finger in a door when I was little...'ceptin' I removed the very tip of my finger. The nail came back crooked, but I was OK otherwise. Mom took it harder than I did, though maybe I was just in shock. I can remember standing in the kitchen with my finger dripping, watching it make splotches on the light colored linoleum. Ouch.
614 posted on
05/07/2004 9:01:50 AM PDT by
RosieCotton
(Anything worth doing is worth doing badly. - G. K. Chesterton)
To: RosieCotton
I can remember standing in the kitchen with my finger dripping, watching it make splotches on the light colored linoleum. heh heh... had many moments like that... much to my ma's chagrin'...
617 posted on
05/07/2004 9:05:13 AM PDT by
g'nad
(Fallujah delende est...)
To: RosieCotton
Oh, lovely. Right while I'm eating lunch, too!
I seem to recall having cautioned aobut reading here during eating. ;p
636 posted on
05/07/2004 11:15:03 AM PDT by
TalonDJ
(It is is hard to hang from the ceiling of low hobbit holes.)
To: RosieCotton
Sounds like when I was sharpening one of my knives, and some idiot slammed me in the back.
Knife spun a dizzying arc in the air and hit my hand and finally stuck point first in the floor.
Since I didn't feel any pain, I figured I was okay and retrieved the knife from the floor.
And then someone pointed to the drops on the floor.
Lesson one from that incident, never sharpen stuff to a razor edge.
638 posted on
05/07/2004 11:49:33 AM PDT by
Darksheare
(You've heard of clothes moths, right? Well,it seems DU'ers have head moths eating their minds away.)
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